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buoyant-breeze · 2 years
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hello! first of all i hope you're having a great day, you deserve all happiness <3
second of all, i've fallen in love with your headcanons recently, and since i saw you're requests are still open may i ask for some scaramouche hcs? i'm okay with anything from fluff/cuddling/kissing or even something more nsfw, i just really wanna read what you have to write about him ahah ♥️
wishing you all the best!
— 🌱 anon (if that's okay? :))
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author’s note ⊱ no problem! decided to take this into a part two of how they cuddle! i went all the way and added his tormenting family, lmao
part one is here (albedo, childe, diluc, kaeya, kazuha, thoma, venti, xiao, zhongli)
characters ⊱ scaramouche, ei / raiden shogun, yae miko
warnings ⊱ completely safe!
rating ⊱ sfw
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scaramouche
by nature, he is not much for touch. he simultaneously yearns it more than anything, and despises it with all his heart.
it is at his weakest he will accept it. on his knees, at the end of the world. he’s sharp and ugly at his worst, and yet, there you are. 
when you hold him, he shudders and exhales deep against your chest, as if he cannot bear the weight of you around him. and yet, instead of running, he just burrows in, and hides himself in your arms.
in time, he learns. he reaches for you even when he has no reason to. he tucks his arms around you, and burrows his head into your shoulder.
he often rests against you, face pressed against your chest, or nose tucked against your throat; always looking for the beat of your heart.
in bed, he counts your ribs with the tips of his fingers, and cocoons his head into the shape of your neck as it meets your collarbone, counting the time with each breath of your lungs.
ei / raiden shogun
she cradles you, eyes drifting closed, brows furrowing down; it’s nearly a mournful look, but she keeps you close
only ends the embrace when you do; she never pulls away first
keeps a hand on your back and another curled around your waist
she has a habit of trying to hold you to her chest, and she’ll generally rest her head against the top of yours, sighing into your hair as if you erase every burden inside of her
usually makes soft comments, “the rain has grown still, and the moon is high. and you are here. safe, in my arms.”
yae miko
she teases you for wanting affection each time. “a 'snuggle’? well, i suppose. if you think you’ve truly earned it.”
but it’s only bark and no bite; each time, she’ll pull you into her arms regardless. she has a very soothing hold, and this close, you can catch the scent of something sharp and floral, like cherry blossoms and perfume.
likes to scratch at your scalp and the back of your neck. she’d never tell you, but it’s just a much a comfort to her to feel something as it is for you to be touched.
her guard is down when she’s asleep, and it is only like this that you can truly hold her back. she’d feel rather blissful, indeed, if she subconsciously felt you spooning her from behind, legs tangled together.
in public, she generally prefers the hugs where you mostly hug her arm, rather than her whole person. she finds your presence in such cases a delight, and not as much a hinderance.
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ninjasmudge · 2 months
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im just fucking with him your honour (read: trying to figure out how to draw him)
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ikebo-simp · 1 year
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Have you ever seen those dishes where you put them back together with gold glue, so that after they're fixed you can see all the beautiful lines were the cracks used to be?
Imagine that, but as a SAGAU Imposter au
I think this could go two ways:
One, nothing really special, but every scar you get is golden
Two, depending on how you die, a scar will appear, a beautiful reminder of how you died
Like if you died because Ei struck you with lightning, you would have a shimmering lightning strike dancing across your skin
I think it would be cool if it stacks too, but no one knows until it's too late
Imagine the first time, you get pierced through by Venti's arrows, you gasp wake up and you trace the newly formed scars on your chest.
Next, you die by Zhongli's spear, slashing across you chest, jolting awake, you can see another scar joining the previous
The cycle continuing until someone kills you with beheading and they see the golden scar surrounding your neck
They bend down and repent, but the damage is done
Everytime you change or show your scars, they have to be faced with the hauntingly beautiful consequences of their actions
Also I think this plus wearing a backless shirt, would be so pretty and make the acolytes miserable
A/N The plates are so pretty
Thanks for Reading
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dat-bruv-person · 2 years
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⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ let me love you
a/n: feeling soft and fluffy today :)
gn!reader, poc!reader friendly, tw suggestive in Ganyu's part
_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐
Dainsleif pats your back awkwardly when he hugs you, but he means well. He vows to protect your smile with his life, damn the gods.
The Raiden Makoto may be dead, but that doesn't mean that she's forgotten about you. Every day that passes by in Celestia, you and Ei are on her mind. You are special, and she makes sure that you know by paying you a little visit when you dream.
Thoma cooks delicious and hearty meals for you, all with a smile on his face. His cheeks are rosy as he presents his dish to you and gives you a little cheek kiss to go with it~
Baal stands behind you and glares down all the citizens that do so much as take a glance at you. She nuzzles her cheek into your neck and shoulders in private whilst whispering that you shouldn't be wasting your time on people that aren't her.
Heizou's uncontrollable laughter and giggles ring out as harmonious melodies as you tickle him. You only poked his neck and look where you both are now.
Beidou spins you round in circles and plops you on her shoulder like a parrot. You are her treasure, her good luck charm, her everything.
Zhongli rubs your cheeks fondly and chuckles softly at your expression. Your visions are the candlelight at your dinner.
A small kiss here, a small kiss here - and a big ol' kiss on your forehead. Miss Lisa is obsessed with you to the point where I love you is the understatement of the year.
Cyno squeezes your hand and walks with you through the rainforests of Sumeru, his hood getting caught on the branches every once in a while. Poor thing's getting more and more frustrated- more hand squeezes!
Lumine sighs as she lets you detangle and brush her hair. Her flowery accessories are beside her, discarded long ago, and it's just you and her in the comfort of the Serenitea Pot.
Bennett tries to wiggle his way out of the tight embrace you had him in, to no avail of course. You manage to successfully grab him by the waist and resume the task you were doing: counting his freckles.
You lie comfortably between Ganyu's thighs and pepper soft kisses all the way up to her... you-know-what. THIS IS FLUFF AIRO TF ARE YOU DOING. Suddenly, the qilin feels a lot better about her appearance, thanks to you.
Aether shoves a bouquet of windwheel asters into your hands bashfully and tries to make a run for it in order to hide his flushed face, but he looks so cute that you just have to hook him by the belt and turn him round just to get a proper look at the cutie~
Ningguan coos as she sees you wearing the brocades that she had specially crafted for you. You look like a treat; your appearance is on fleek, and she's so happy to be yours.
Xiao reluctantly opens his mouth to receive more almond tofu that you are in the middle of feeding him. It seems to taste a whole lot better when someone you love feeds you.
Keqing likes being pampered, after all, she's always busy. Speaking of which, stop whatever you're doing and sit down next to her - let the maids do all the work.
Scaramouche frowns when he sees you in his hat. That's his! You can't take it whenever you please, even if you do suit it.
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luxthestrange · 1 year
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WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#7 The Mothers
When You and Opera figure out who has been targeting your baby Iruma and your other twelve equally lovable kids
Baal*With a bloody nose, messed up hair, and clothes full of cuts*HOW DID YOU FIGURE IT OUT!?
Y/n: IT DOESNT TAKE A BLOODY GENIUS TO FIGURE YOUR WANNABES "IM DIFFERENT FROM OTHER DEMONS" STUPID CLUB*Is whipping off bloody knuckles and looking unimpressed at Baal and the Six fingers*Really?... Who came up with the fuckin lame-ass name? ya kindergarten mentality idiots
The six fingers didn't wanna say...it kinda hurt their pride when you called them that
Baal*approaching the angered you*Waaait wait-wait, wait! Hold on a second!
Kirio*confused, as he is roped with a sign that said "Horny Jail-Get Therapist-Y/n*Uh, Brother? What are you doin'?
Baal*theatrically, down on one knee, proposal-style*Y/n Mother of Iruma Suzuki and the misfits... would you do me the honor of becoming... my bride? 
The Six Fingers are dumbfounded; Kirio gulps, his mouth falling wide open. Y/n pauses for a beat before responding. Broadway farce-style music begins, the dialogue falling into the music's pattern rhythm 
Y/n: I don't think so!
Baal*milking it* Y/n!, please. I know what you're thinking: "We're too different." "It'll never work." "What will the children look like?"
 Cut back to Kirio, who is still frozen with shock, mouth wide open
Y/n*disgusted but still smiling at him with a dark aura surrounding you*Ooh, that violates so many laws of nature!
Baal*backing up against the wall*Listen to me! The problems of a couple of wacky kids like us don't amount to a hill of termites in this nutty circle-of-life thing. And so I ask you: If not now, when? If not me, who? *miserably; pleading*I'm lonely!
Kirio*Jumping over on the shoulder; sniffling, putting the best face on his shattered emotions* Can I be your best man?
Opera"The Back-up": I say we skip the wedding and go straight to the buffet*Cracking their knuckles with an equally terrifying aura*
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Y/n and Opera when someone hurts their baby blueberry are the definitions of:
"FUCK AROUND AND FIND OUT"
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 1 year
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Well, this was to be expected, hehe! Good morning, Clanmom! ^^
So, remember me and another anon's requests about Forneus with a Kitten!Reader? Well, this time I had an idea... What would happen when Aym and Baal reunite with their mother - and find out they have a younger kit as a sibling now? Would it be a sweet ending for all four of them, as a big family?
If headcannons are easier, then go ahead! I just found this to be a perfect opportunity for a "sort of ending" to the small Kitten!Reader storyline with Forneus! ^^
-👻🐝 admits he cried, fr fr
Aw yeah this was indeed expected!! Imma give them the best ending <333
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"Mama! The Sacred Lamb is here again!!"
"'tis alright, dear. Allow them a moment of rest. See if they're interested in any of our wares." You heard Forneus' voice call out from inside the caravan.
While she was busy putting together more trinkets to sell, you sat outside the little shop, having learned the ways of business thanks to her. You ensured the stack of gold nuggets were in a neat pile, and the gift box's red bow was perfectly placed.
Everything had to look perfect for your customers!
Today, you wondered what the Lamb was going to pick, as they were only permitted to choose one item for free.
However, when you saw them emerge from the clearing, your eyes wandered to the two floating brown-furred demons flanking either side of them. They were surrounded in a white glow, their yellow gazes sharp and piercing.
You were a bit familiar with many of the lesser demons they brought on their crusades. They took many forms: bows, hearts, blades, bombs...
But never the heads of felines.
Curious, you stood up and approached them respectfully. "B-Blessed Lamb...what demons are those?" You meekly asked, hands clasped together. "What do they do?"
The bearer of the Red Crown was about to respond to your inquiry, but then they saw Forneus emerge from the caravan and stopped. Instead, they whispered to you that they were "gifts" that your mother so dearly yearned for.
Although a little confused, you stepped aside so she could see them. You noted the demons' harsh stares softened significantly upon locking eyes with her--
And became a bit startled when she suddenly fell to her knees, as though knocked over by a strong gust of wind.
But there was not a breeze to be felt.
"A heart remembers..a mother shan't forget.." She muttered in astonishment, trails of tears already staining her face. Yet her smile was brighter than the sun. "O, generous fortune! Should I be dreaming, never allow me to wake!" She cried, holding her paws out. "Kit, fraction of my beating heart!"
One of the demons floated over to her, and in a puff of smoke it turned into a black cat adorned in white clothing. He wore a camelia flower upon his breast, and the warmest of smiles on his face.
'That...must be Baal..' You realized, watching as he hugged his mom, a single tear sliding down his cheek.
"Ah, Lamb! Praised Lamb! Blessed Lamb! My son returned, soul almost whole!" Forneus beamed in joy, looking to the other demon that remained beside Lamb, beckoning it over to her side.
And it did exactly that, turning into another black cat who wore red and black. He had some nicks in his ear, a scar running across one eye. Yet despite his scary appearance, he completely crumbled in the loving embrace of his mother, crying several tears of joy.
'And that's Aym.' You smiled sweetly, seeing that both of her biological sons have been returned to her.
This was a happy day, indeed. You had hoped to meet them sometime in your life..and here they were now.
After Forneus thanked Lamb by bestowing them with new relics to use on their journeys, they went on their way, wishing all of you the best. Although they never explained how exactly he managed to bring them back, it didn't matter.
She offered Aym a cookie to cheer him up, but just as he was about to take a bite...he noticed you standing there and blinked. "Mother, who is this?"
"Yes, who are they? Are they a kit you've taken in?" Baal questioned.
The air suddenly felt very heavy and tense as you just stared back at them, offering a nervous smile. Yet your heart was beating even faster than before.
Up until this very moment, you didn't even consider the fact that you were a complete stranger to them.
What did they think of you?
Did they see you as some random cat who tried taking their place in their mother's life?
If so, what was going to happen now?
"Fear not, my darling kits." Forneus soothed, hugging her sons close. "This is [y/n], whom I have fostered when I found them all alone in these harsh lands. My heart forever bled for you two when you hadn't returned...but they mended much of those wounds, keeping me company."
"...it's true." You spoke up, relieved that she defended you as you wrung your paws together anxiously. "She told me a lot about you guys. I know it seems strange, but please understand...I-I never tried to replace-"
"We understand." The brothers spoke in unison, smiling as they detached themselves from their mom and approached you.
"That blasted--erm...sacred Lamb.." Aym corrected himself. "..they brought us back, reminding us of many good virtues in the short time we've been in their cult. Understanding..forgiveness...charity...such foreign ideals I used to scorn. Yet here I feel...I can embrace them wholly again."
"I feel it, too." Baal chimed in, his smile never fading as he offered his paw to you. "How could we resent the one who helped our dear mother in our absence? We'd love to get to know you better....um.."
"[Y/n]." You felt your shoulders relax as you shook hands with him and Aym, grateful at their kindness.
Then, out of nowhere, Forneus swept all three of you into a loving embrace, squishing you against each other and her.
"What a blessed day this is! Such a blessed day! May we never part in this life nor the next!!" She cooed, with Aym groaning in embarrassment, Baal smiling bashfully, and you simply taking in this precious moment with your newfound brothers.
At last, this once severed family was made whole again.
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lammydraws · 1 year
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im angry blushing at them
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a-certain-romance · 1 year
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Fallin’ for ya
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Characters/Ships: Tattoo artist!Ei x gn!reader
Synopsis: Of all the customers who walk through your door, the cute tattoo artist from across the street is your favorite. Or in other words flower shop x tattoo parlor AU (Note: Because this is more of a modern AU, Ei is mortal)
Warnings: Light angst (happy ending)
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Despite the fact that Ei is mortal, she finds the concept of eternity quite beautiful. It lead her to an interest in tattoos; the idea of choosing something meaningful to be a permanent part of your body resonates with her on a deeper level. There is a forever peace in a world that’s constantly moving, changing. The very store across from hers has already rid itself of the “For Sale” sign. Gone was an old, outdated convenience store that Ei would occasionally but snacks. The space was now called “Fresh Florals”.
Flowers, how fleeting she thought. Their beauty is bittersweet, radiant for only so long before they inevitably crumble. Sure, the romanticization is nice, but holds no importance over Ei. That is until she gets a particular request from a client.
Tulips…rose heads…Calla Lillies? The appointment gets made a week later with the promise of going over the details within that timeframe. Sensing her change in mood her coworker, Kujo Sara, questions her on what’s wrong.
“Just booking another appointment is all”. Her lack of interest in florals has finally come to bite her in the ass. Honestly, she’s surprised she hasn’t gotten a request like this sooner. Yet all this time has left her without the proper preparation. Her eyes land on the bright blue sign from across the street and an idea sparks.
Your day had been very average for the most part. You haven’t been offered any big orders lately and the foot traffic nowadays is mostly for young and elderly couples looking for something to surprise their significant other. Suffice to say today has been extremely boring. That is until the bell to the door jingles and in comes a beautiful, purple haired woman. Your eyes meet and she gracefully strides up to the front desk.
As she gets closer, you begin to notice her more clearly. Her eyes are a light violet, similar to her hair and she also has a small mole under her eye. Cute.
“Do you have any tulips? Roses and Calla Lilies? I need these in the upmost importance”. You mentally sigh, of course someone as gorgeous as her is taken.
Ei raises an eyebrow, “If you must know, I intend to study them for the sake of a client. I on the other hand, ahem, have no one of interest”. You don’t miss the way her cheeks tint a light shade of pink.
At least it’s not as bright as your own as you realize what you thought in your head was said out loud. “Right, um, let me get those for you”. You wrap her desires flowers in a lavender colored ribbon, “Here you go Mrs…”
“Please, call me Ei”.
“Here are your flowers Ei”, you pass the very small bouquet to her and after paying, she goes on her way. You on the other hand bury your head into your hands and groan.
“They’re dead”. You look up from the book you’ve been reading, not even noticing her entrance. Ei is holding the flowers she picked from the other day but they’re much more lifeless than before. It’s only been two days since you’ve last seen her. “I’m not quite sure what happened to them. This was the state they were in when I awoke this morning.”.
You examine the flowers closer, “Did you put them in water when you got home?”
“No, they’re dead are they not? Isn’t water supposed to sustain living creatures?”. You shake your head and examine further, “How much sunlight did you give them?”
“I left them on a windowsill”. You turn the flowers over in you hands, “Theres a chance they can be saved but in the meantime, I have most of the flowers you are searching for on display. You can come by anytime if you’d like”. And so was the start of it all.
Ei stops by daily during the afternoon determined to get the tattoo just right. The details will be up to the client but Ei insists that she should study the basic forms first. Yet even when the date for the appointment had already passed, she still finds herself coming back to your shop everyday. Most of the time you’ll find yourselves sharing your interests, hobbies, and other things you hold dear. Other times you’ll sit in silence, the both of you occupied with your own thing. The weeks that have flown by bring more realizations to Ei. She has spent so many years alone in silence, but learns that it isn’t so bad when she has someone to share it with.
On your days off you’ll surprise Ei with fun outings to commemorate the work you’ve both accomplished. Most of the time it involves having a picnic underneath pink cherry blossoms, your head on her lap and Ei taking full advantage of the sweets you packed. On one of these days your eyes flutter shut and Ei is debating on what to do with your sleeping form. She tucks some hair away from you eyes and admires you sleeping face. Her hand drops. Her heart beats faster.
Ei still has issues from her past. The death of her twin sister Makoto still haunts her years after her passing. Her isolation has kept her from so many things, and now she fears it’s keeping her from you. In the small moments, when you and Ei are working quietly or fighting over the last piece of dango, Ei fears.
It hits her on any other average day. When she comes by unsolicited yet you’re already waiting for her arrival with a bag of snacks to eat and stories to tell. She remembers the you that she first met, and realizes how much time has passed since that moment. How close your relationship has gotten and now she’s suddenly a child wailing for her sister to return to her. She carries on like she would normally do but you can sense something is off. The afternoon is cut short by Ei muttering something about an emergency appointment and leaves you be.
Isolation has always been her coping mechanism. When Makoto died she would spend months shut in her home replaying the memories of what once was. A day passes without contact. Then two. A third. By the fourth day Ei misses you. She misses the deep conversations and your rants about flower symbolism which she’ll never understand but will always listen to. She misses the way your eyes look in the sunlight and how you smile at her without reason. You were only across the street, so why did it feel so far away? Ei decided right then and there she can’t self sabotage what you two have created. You aren’t Makoto, you are still here with her and she wants that to last for as long as possible.
Ei sends Kujo Sara off and decides to close up early. She’s never really been the romantic type so she’ll need more time to figure out how to make up her absence to you. Her movements are on autopilot as she’s locking up before she feels a light tap on her shoulder.
From behind your back, you pull out a large bouquet of handmade purple flowers. Ei only recognizes a few: tulips and asters and, baby’s bottom? Or was it “baby’s breath”? “I’m not sure what I did to upset you, but I’d like to offer this as an apology for whatever it may have been.” you say.
No, no there was nothing you did wrong. “You shouldn’t be the one apologizing when I am at fault,” Ei holds your hands lightly, “There are sorrows from my past I have yet to overcome. Sorrows that, when the time is right, I would gladly share with you. But…I realize now the damage that can be done when I give the past so much power over oneself.”
She lifts your chin to better meet her eyes, “I want to be better, not just for you but for myself. There’s so much I’ve missed because I wanted things to stay the same but that all ends now. It’ll take time but, through it all, will you allow me to love you?”
The answer “Yes” gets lost between your lips as you pull her close.
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heaven-s-black-box · 1 month
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Those Who Share the Memories- OG Seven
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Recovery date: April 2nd, 2024
Description: Osmanthus Wine tastes the same as I remember, but where are those who share the memories?
Notes: So, I made it a point to only refer to the archons by their "true names" (i.e Baal, Morax, Barbatos, Egeria, Focalors ect.) unfortunately, of the OG archons, we only know 4 of their "true names" since the name Rukkhadevata is not the same as Nahida being Buer. So a lot of the archons are simply referred to as "the ____ archon" and pronouns are avoided (except with Rukkhadevata) because for a lot of them we don't even know that.
Word count: 378
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Morax is, once again, unsure how he was elected to hold this gathering. Surely Fontain, the land located in the center of Teyvat, was a better option? It’s not like it was lacking water way entrances for Baal to travel to. Or perhaps somewhere they can drink on solid ground and not-
“Barbatos stay away from the cliff!” The dendro archon scolds as she cages him to the ground with roots and drags him back to the table.
His wings flail helplessly as he tries to take off, a usually accomplishable feat if not for his drunken state damping his strength. Baal and the other three archons snicker behind their cups before downing the contents. Morax can only lament that his suggestion to drink closer to the ground was once again denied.
“For the god of a nation known for its alcohol,” the cryo archon sighs, pouring another glass of osmanthus wine, “he cannot hold his alcohol.”
Everyone at the table nods in agreement as the vines finally wrangle the archon in question back to the table.
“You drink just as heavily,” Morax notes, watching the cryo archon finally forgo a cup and simply open a new bottle to drink from, “and yet you seem unaffected.”
The cryo archon maintains eye contact while chugging the wine, sighing in satisfaction once the bottle was a quarter depleted. Elsewhere at the table, Egeria watches in awe as the pyro archon rises to the challenge and grabs another bottle. This was how these gatherings always ended.
The dendro archon sighs as the pyro archon downs half a bottle. Barbatos, ever observant when alcohol was involved, peels himself from the table and makes a swipe at the communal bottle which Egeria quickly moves away.
“You’ve had more than enough for today. I do believe flight while inebriated is a crime.”
“I'm not inebriated,” Barbatos slurs, “I’m drunk.”
“Those are synonyms, Barbatos.”
“What does cinnamon have to do with anything?”
Baal snorts as she holds her cup out to Egeria for a refill, and Morax follows her lead.
While perhaps this location was less than ideal, Morax did not find himself regretting playing host to the rest of the seven. Time was fleeting, and someday these gatherings would be nothing more than memories.
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kusanalogy · 2 years
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Okay thenn could I request a scenario of Ei and Rosaria meeting readers protective older brothers(2 of them) ? I think it would be a funny idea jdlajxlajxos
Brother.. I'm not a child!!
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Characters: Ei and rosaria x gn!reader (separate)
author's note: As much as i wanted to make this longer, i didnt have time </3 i literally wrote some of this in the hostipal 💀 dw im fine it was just a vaccine (not covid)
b/n1 = eldest brother's name // bn2 = older brother's name, the number after is just for telling the difference
word count: 700-750 total
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She didnt react much when you first brought up introducing her to your family
You told her lots about your family and what to expect, All she did was nod & add small comments.
Once you both reach your family's home, you reminded her once more about your... overprotective brothers. "Nothing to worry about. We'll just keep it simple, ok?" Rosaria said while standing behind you. You smiled at her and knocked the door
"Y/n! I see you've brought a guest, hm?" b/n2, your older brother welcomed and hugged you. Since rosaria was behind you, your brother secretly gave her a threatening glance. The action spoke "Make sure to do good." so rosaria just stared at him back with a "Dont try me" look.
The two of them seemed to have caught your eldest brother's attention, Who was preparing the table for dinner. He paused and went up to you three
"Well, you two seem to not get along. So you're the girlfriend y/n has been talking about?"
"Yes- my name is rosaria. Good day, b/n1"
Your brother observed her carefully, looking for any signs of suspicion. He did find rosaria to be a bit.. different, but nothing seemed to be that bad "I see. While mom is cooking why dont we have a chat?" b/n1 smiled, though a part of it seemed to be off
Once you all settled down on the couch, with lover on your left and b/n2 on your right, the four of you tried to converse with eachother, most of it being about getting to know your peculiar s/o. It went smoothly at first, but it appeared that the sister's guard was on the whole time. Even though your father walked by and insisted she can make her self at home, it didnt look like it budged her.
Not too long after, you attempt to lay on her lap just to change positions. But right before resting your head on it, a pair of arms suddenly pull you back to your initial position.
No! Not in front of me, hmph.." The very b/n2 that sat beside you pouted
You tried to get out of b/n2's grip, attempting to get back to rosaria "Im not a child anymore! Its not like I wanna show off, I just wanna get comfortable!"
"Let her go, b/n2. Mom's calling you to set up the table for her." b/n1 reminded
b/n2's eyes once again looked at rosaria "...Im keeping my eyes on you woman."
"No need brother... i promise shes nice" You say
"To you!"
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(reader's family isnt from inazuma, they're just on vacation)
It was actually your mother who asked if she could meet this mysterious partner you talk so highly about. She said it would be the perfect time, now that your family is in inazuma. You talked to ei about it, she said "Once you're comfortable with me meeting your family, then i suppose you should start with small introductions, and your personal opinions on them."
The day later you decided to visit the place your family was staying. It was a decent hotel, but nothing too special.
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"Im coming!!" your eldest brother told
...He was definetly taken aback when standing beside you was the electro archon herself. So was your other sibling, sitting on a small chair.
"Oh, almighty shogun! I- welcome you to ou-"
"No need for such formal presentation. Yes i am the electro archon, but i'm also y/n's" Ei politely interrupted your mother.
"Eh?!" You and b/n2 synced
The immortal looked at you, confused "Hm? Y/n, did i say something wrong?"
"Not at all! You learnt that from a book yae suggested- didnt you?" you assumed
Ei shook her head "I did happen to come arcoss similar texts in some books, but the first time i've heard it was from you."
"Alright, alright lovebirds. Get inside." b/n1 suggested
All your family members and ei sat on the empty dining table.
"Dearest brothers, you do know that i'm not a toddler anymore right!?" You said, embarrased by the previous actions.
b/n2 sulked "Oh but y/n... we jut wanna keep you safe!"
"I have an archon by my side! What else is there to ask for?!"
"Almighty shogun... Will you keep my sibling, y/n protected for eternity?" b/n2 dramatically asked while b/n1 sighed
She oh so casually answered "Yes." leaving you flustered
"Hey- stop laughing at me b/n2!!!"
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lerolie · 2 years
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hii omg i LOVED the miko & jean crushing over reader scenario so much!! may i request the same scenario with ei and ningguang this time? have a nice day!
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be my mistake | Raiden Ei x Reader
Summary: ei has a huge crush on you, her close friend and advisor.
Warning(s): reader has an unspecified gender. introspection. short mention of skipping a meal.
A/n: i'm very sorry for leaving ning out of this, but i was struggling in coming up with something for her, and i didn't want to churn out a mediocre addition. i hope the longer ei oneshot makes up for it. thank you for your request <3
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To describe her experiences within the Plane of Euthymia using words... it almost felt like an impossible task. Ei understood the wrongness of her decision, how her choice to remain within the solemn void kept her from fulfilling her duty to her people. And yet, even with this knowledge, sometimes she craved that isolation once more. Perhaps it was a fleeting fantasy fueled by her enraging innocence concerning the modern world, but Ei could not help it, as she had gotten so used to a life wherein she sat alone for years at a time, just... thinking, and now she was thrown into a world of the exact opposite temperament.
She thought about that isolation especially often when she was around you.
It wasn't that she disliked your company in any capacity. No, if anything, she liked you much more than what was appropriate. You were a friend, an advisor meant to aid her in the reconstruction of Inazuma, and here Ei was... pining over your touch and allowing her eyes to subconsciously wander over the expanse of your hands whilst you completed paperwork.
This complicates things. These types of close relationships... she had hardly understood them even hundreds of years ago, when her friends were alive and Makoto was still the Electro Archon—Ei had shied away from emotional intimacy. It was only when they were gone that Ei truly understood what she had lost, that true companionship that was rare and painful to forget.
Even so, she hadn't ever felt the need to hold their hands or press soft kisses to their foreheads. You were different, and confusing, and a culmination of all the humanly things Ei has tried to push away for all these years. You were like a forbidden fruit to her, hung high up in a tree with branches made up of fear and embarrassment.
But things were different now. Makoto loved humanity, and so Ei would try to emulate that love through means of governance and lawmaking. Not... through you. Oh, how Makoto would laugh if she could see Ei now, cowering in her room to avoid the gaze of a human woman who made her face flush like a disorientated teenager.
This cowering had been going on all afternoon, and it had begun after you gave Ei a particularly sunny smile. The conversation had been focused on a matter as banal as breakfast, and yet Ei had felt her heart skip a beat during it; all because you had smiled at her.
Perhaps advisors and their Archons should not be such close friends, but it seemed to Ei that you did not hold that social stigma to heart. It had only taken a year of acquaintanceship for your afternoon meetings to transform into nightly dinners, which then morphed into morning breakfasts and then entire days together.
It was... nice having a friend who could dedicate such a vast amount of time to 'hanging out' (as you had put it). Miko was of course always there to lend a hand or spare an afternoon together, but she was busy with things that did not concern the shogunate. That was another thing that had changed so drastically in the time Ei was away, and it had taken some time to become accustomed to it.
Ei is broken from her thoughts with a small growl of her stomach, and she can't help but frown even if she is alone within her room, admiring a paper full of words you have previously explained to her. She sighs before placing the paper against her desk, tapping her fingers against the tatami floors on which she was sitting. It was late, and dinner had already been served not long ago. If Ei were the person she was hundreds of years ago, she would have sent someone to awaken the cooks, and have them make her a meal at this inappropriate time—but she couldn't be bothered. Having her lovely kitchen staff begin to despise her would only be detrimental to the new image she was attempting to build for herself.
There is a shuffle outside, quiet and yet undeniably there. Ei wonders when she was able to discern your presence from your footsteps alone.
"It's alright, you may enter," Ei exclaims, a knowing, small smile on her face.
"How did you know it was me?" You say quietly, shutting the sliding door behind you, the mischievous smirk on your face doing nothing to hide how smug you felt about being in the Archon of Inazuma's bedroom after dark. You have always had a strange sense of humor, laughing at the gaudy rumors which were being spread about the shogun and her somewhat new advisor. Ei herself had paid it no mind... at first. But now that these awful feelings have come to her own personal attention, she can't help but remember those rumors each time the two of you were to have a nightly meeting like this.
"Your footsteps are usually much louder than my servants," Ei deadpans mercilessly, not realizing the abruptness of her own words, and she lifts a finger to point at the bag in your hands. "What is that you are holding?"
You have become used to the Archon's blunt manner of speech, and you hardly bat an eye as you unceremoniously dump the bag in Ei's arms. "Since you could not join me for dinner tonight, I only saw it fitting I bring you something back," you hover considering, suspicious eyes over Ei's 'rumpled' appearance. "...Did you eat dinner at all?"
Armed with leftover dango and finished paperwork, Ei doesn't bother dignifying that with a response, instead using her brain power to happily devour her sugary dumplings. You sigh despairingly, taking your seat beside Ei. You take a glance at her work, eyes gleaming.
"This looks like a welcome improvement! Wow, and to think only a few short months ago you hardly understood anything without help from the Shogun." Your eyes comb over Ei's perfect handwriting, ideas and outlines written with startling clarity considering her inexperience. It's clear she has a talent for lawmaking, even if she hardly put those skills to work until recently.
Ei practically glows with the praise, eyes shut in pure bliss as she finishes her second stick of dango. She would never admit it, but your words may be on par with dango on her mental list of favorite things.
You and Ei devolve into a conversation pertaining to plans for the next day, and during that, Ei takes the liberty of preparing herself for rest. She doesn't exactly need sleep as an Archon, but she hadn't slept in the past few days, and there is a sense of refreshment that comes with sleeping and dreaming. Tonight, she will allow herself to indulge.
While discussing the trade economics concerning Liyuean shipping vessels, Ei begins to take out her braid. She doesn't notice how you slightly stumble on your words, her attention far too focused on the knot of hair which formed closer to her mid back. The conversation continued, even amidst Ei's struggle, until you clear your throat.
"Your Excellency, would you mind if I helped you?"
The sudden formalness to your words shocks Ei a bit, and her fingers fall free from her tangled hair. She tilts her head, confusion written plainly across her features. That title... she had never cared for it when it was spoken by you. You know Ei's real name, but it seems that you will go through any lengths to avoid using it. How troublesome.
"Not at all." Ei's voice comes out hushed, as if she were subconsciously trying not to break the silent atmosphere built around the pair of you—heavy and unrelenting. Your relationship had never been absent of these occurrences, and it was something that often caused the aforementioned rumors and gossip to roam free in the Archon's mind.
You move slowly, shuffling yourself behind the Archon rather inelegantly, but Ei finds no absence of charm. It feels like a string is coiled around her still heart, constricting and pulsing with something she can only describe as affection, and it feels like she is being choked by the sheer volume of her emotions. Nevertheless, your hand reaches up, and you expertly card your fingers through Ei's hair. Ei burns with the desire to ask you how you were so good at such a thing, but she abstains in favor of keeping this bubble of peace intact around you both.
Your hands are solid as they move through her hair, and Ei lets out a trapped sigh of relief when you finally work through the knot. She doesn't miss how your fingers pause, how your movements begin to slow—as if you were savoring the action of simply combing Ei's hair.
Ei feels something within her snap, then, a withheld question finally making its way past her lips, "Why do you not address me by my name?"
Your hands freeze in their brushing motions, and while Ei cannot see the expression on your face, she can almost sense the frown emanating from you. It feels wrong, to confront you about such a thing, but she cannot help herself. She has to know.
"I... don't exactly have a satisfying answer," You finally speak, your words soft and tinged with a fear Ei can't understand. She feels an urge to hold you, to comfort you in a way she feels you so desperately deserve.
"I would like to hear it, if you're willing to tell me."
Silence once again. Ei has given you a sufficient 'out', a way to ignore this sudden lapse in her judgement and continue on with how things are. You do not owe her an explanation, and yet Ei finds herself gripping the fabric of her kimono in hardly restrained frustration.
"For a large portion of my life, I have been serving others. Until now I... have never truly known someone like you. Someone that treats me like an equal, who values my opinion and... from what I can tell—enjoys my company. I didn't wish to ruin that with feelings that didn't belong, no matter how badly I wished to say your name."
The moment those words leave your mouth, Ei turns to face you—eyes clear and void of judgement. She watches the way your face pales, likely considering the worst possible outcome, but Ei quickly shuts down those fears when she places a soft hand on your cheek. The Archon can feel herself hesitate just the smallest bit, but that hand on your face stays perfectly still.
"Do not fear those emotions, my dearest." Ei whispers, as if she were sharing a secret. "You may call me whatever you'd like. Do not fear such things when they are concerning me. Do you understand?"
You nod dazedly, and only then does Ei release you from the warmth of her embrace. Your hands are still in her hair, and you only realize when she speaks again, coy and teasing in the way you so adore.
"Are you going to continue? Or should I go back to detangling this mess myself?"
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kuni-is-daddy · 11 months
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Things I love about wanderer.
Kuni: I can't stand my creator, I fucking hate thunder. Dango sucks too.
Also Kuni:
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Yae Miko knew about a lot of his antics.(I'd like to believe she spied on him through the birds, or knew somehow since she herself taught Ei how to conceal her mind and soul into objects and have the plane of euthimiya. But never intervened for ei's sake and probably her own interest after giving him the gnosis to back off inazuma. (Unlike Signora who was a dumass and got killed by Raiden after loosing a duel to the traveler and even being warned by scaramouche himself to back off. Her rage wasn't even about Raiden, her vengeance was towards venti.
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Kuni still kept the feather she gave him, when he was born and able to wander in inazuma during his kabukimono phase it signified to the civilians he was affiliated with the electro archon(Ei, Beelzebub).
He hides his electro birthmark. Also signifying him being created by Ei, however the Raiden shogun.. 'his sister' as I'd like to call her. keeps hers visible under her hair.
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ikebo-simp · 1 year
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Imagine dating Ei but you can't handle sweets
Like, everytime you try and eat a sweet? Your throat burns like fire ants
...but Ei looks so cute while offering you that dango, so you relent and open your mouth, every single time, without fail
And although it burns worse than California in the summer, seeing Ei smile so brightly after sharing with you, makes the pain worth it
A/N Sugar burns are the worse
Thanks for Reading
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The 4th Archon is Here!
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shern-illustrates · 2 years
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got my first seelie, and it reminds me of a certian someone
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existingispetty · 2 years
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hi!! can i request platonic! venti and scaramouche and romantic! ei comforting their best friend/girlfriend headcanons? have a nice day!
Hello! and… YEAAAAH WOMAN!!! Anyways… I apologize for the wait but, I hope you enjoy!
P.s you didn’t specify what type so I did scenario. 
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Prompt: they comfort their lover T-T
Charecters: Venti(platonic), scaramouche(platonic), Ei/Raiden Shogun.
Type: scenario, fluff, slight angst?
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Venti (platonic)
Venti and you had been close friends for the longest  of times now. Your presence always gave Venti so much Joy and he was proud to be your friend. That’s why when he came across you whilst you were sobbing your soul out he immediately began to panic. He could only watch for a few seconds before running to meet your side. “What happened are you alright, (Reader)?” Venti’s body was overloaded with so many emotions but, the most prominent being concern. 
You let out a sniffle before reassuring your he terrified bard that it was no big deal. Venti’s nerves calmed just enough to give you a stern demanding look. “Obviously something’s up.” Venti placed his hands on top of your own and gave a gentle squeeze. “It’s understandable I want to know my my best friend in crying so much.”
You explained through sniffles and  hiccups the reason you were crying. Venti listened attentively while smiling sadly.  His eyebrows furrowed as you concluded your teary explanation. Venti only pulled you into a tight hug. He patted your head and whispered reassuring words softly into your ear. 
“How about we go drink your woes away?” Venti giggled as you burried your head into venti’s shoulder. “Drinking won’t solve all of our problems..”  you mumbled into venti’s shirt. “Awww… I better win friend of the year for this.” You smiled at Venti’s words. 
Scaramouche (platonic)
It was a battle to become friends with scaramouche a battle you won by a close margin. After a long time of interacting with him he finally began to give less rude comments and hatful glares towards you. So when scaramouche walked into the room you were crying in he tried to tune out your cries at the beginning. 
He couldn’t handle it for long so he approached your kneeling form and scowled. “You look pathetic.” He automatically felt guilty after you began to sob harder due to his words. His lips curled downward from his usual proud smirk. He finally crouched down to get a view of your face just to see tears streaming down your cheeks.
  “Do I need to beat the life out of random people or are you going to tell me who I have to torture?” You let out a tiny laugh except Scaramouche was completely serious. Scaramouche movements were awkward he gave you an aggressive pat on the back. He had no clue how to comfort you. “Do you want me to get that Tartaglia to kill someone?” 
He  only scoffed at your display of emotion. “It’s alright Scara, I appreciate the effort although.” Your crises began to lesson and scaramouches taunting smile returned. 
Ei/Raiden Shogun
Ei had been out for business all morning and you had not had the most fantastic day. Ei rushed into the room as soon as she heard your sorrowful sobs. “Dear , what’s wrong?” She gently pulled you chin so that she could study your face.
She frowned at the sight of flushed cheeks and tears filling your eyes. “What happend.” It wasn’t a question it was a demand. Ei listened while you explained the situation. Ei looked sad as you began to cry once again. She wrapped her arms around you awkwardly and held you close. 
“I just hope I’m doing this correctly.” She sighed. She allowed too to continue to cry . You sat there encased in her arms until your heart calmed.  Once your crying silenced is when Ei began to reassure you. Not only that she whispered praises in your ear aswell. “ I love you so much, please don’t cry anymore.” 
She was clearly clueless and uncomfortable on comforting you. “Would you like me get you (insert favorite food)?” You gently shook you head for ‘no.’ “I just want to stay with you, we can get food later.” Ei gave you a hesitant pat on the back.  
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