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chapter II act II: kazuha🍁
宮司 OF THE ⛩️🦷🍰 NARUKAMI SHRINE
Denki the pokemon trainer!
I always imagined kaminari as a pikachu, and finally put pen to paper! He's in ash's sinnoh fit, when I saw that liko had ash's original pin except as a pin and not on a hat, it kinda reminded me of the spider mask and how each spider had their own take on it, so I tried that with the green arrow. As for the pikachu, inazuma, she has no tail cause she wasn't born with one (totally not cause I couldn't draw it)
I’m a bit late since Inazuma’s birthday was yesterday but whatever. Happy Birthday!!
im not much of an artist but ive been p bored at work the past few days and here is the result
[in the most valley ytgirl voice] oh my god its the raiden shogun~ u shall be in laid upon this statue~
will i ever finish it? idk. enjoy <3
Basically my team when 3.2 drops
Nothing is more powerful than a mother’s wrath
old drawing of scaramouche that i forgot that i have to post :D
I have been sent to the corner 😅
My friend doesn't want to hear about my headcannons so time to harass the Internet~
Hear me out: Genshin Daycare. Aka...Everyone but the Archons (plus Nevulliette) as little children.
Ugh it's gonna rot my brain if I don't talk about it...To the drafts!
Happy birthday Itto ! Didn't have the time to do more so I hope it's good
This! As a person, obsession with mythology and religion playing genshin is like a minimalized version of becoming an archaeologist, which was my dream when I was little.
Everything is amazingly complex and scattered like some of the most amazing stories in real life.
I love genshin, even though the representation could be better, the lore is fascinating and so immersing
ok, so no one talks about it, but i truly adore how genshin presents its in-game lore as real life mythology and history is! you discover tevyat's history, culture, mythology by actually going through scattered texts you find while exploring, or reading descriptions of items you find, or in namecards, and even in tcg card descriptions! and a lot of these sources aren't fully reliable, are hard to make sense of, and are given to you in absolutely no chronological order.
EXACTLY LIKE REAL LIFE MYTHOLOGY. most cultures' mythologies are passed down orally until one wise person decides to actually write it down! and those become our only sources of insight into those myths and ancient stories. norse mythology, for example, has only like two viable texts and those were written after roman christians took control over the area. like the sources are scattered and one tale has many interpretations and endings. you have to become an actual scholar to decipher all of it.
and the fact, the mere fact, that genshin has been able to mirror this in a game is absolutely insane to me.
like, oh, you wanna learn about nabu malikata, the goddess of flowers? here are your sources: an artifact set, a weapon description, a npc dialogue, a world quest, the description of a flower (padisarahs). and all of these are scattered throughout the world of tevyat.
you have to work, like a damn archeologist, to figure what the fuck is tevyat truly and understand its history.
like god, i have never played a more lore-rich game. from old mondstadt, to the hexenzirkel, to dragonspine and durin, to the yakshas and adepti, to baal and beelzebul, to watatsumi and enkanomiya, to the chasm's civilisation, to khaenriah, to elynas, to remuria and remus, to apep and nibelung, to deshret and nabu malikata, to the combined civilisation before the second descender.
it is SO fleshed out. and i haven't even mentioned like 40% of wtf is going on in tevyat.
anyway, this was my love letter to genshin lore!
💜Scaramouche x Reader💜
A/N: This is an idea that suddenly popped out of my mind so I decided to write it. The reader is gender-neutral and this is a fluff. Enjoy reading and have a nice day!
Oh and there are some curse words cause it's Scara.
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Being a harbinger is something you can’t be fully proud of. At least, that’s how you feel upon staring at the badge the Tsaritsa gave you. But you don’t really have a choice, you can’t just pass an opportunity of making your life a bit easier. Even if you try to deny the offer, your head would be a target for the Fatui. Surviving in the cold weather of Snezhnaya is already a pain in the back, you don’t want to make it worse.
Your job as a harbinger is really simple. You seldom cut someone’s throat as you’re more often assigned in “gathering information from the inside” type of missions. When it comes to highly secured territories, you’re the one to take the lead. You don’t need assistance or anything as you mostly take the act you also planned and set it in motion. Maybe it’s from the experience of once working in front of many people, wearing a mask to suit everyone’s taste, pursuing them to trust you.
As the Tsaritsa told you, you’re competent. A people pleaser like you can read people so easily that one look can immediately give you an inference on the personality you will need to portray on your target. When it comes to finishing someone, you do it quickly. As soon as you got their trust, it was also the time to sing them a lullaby to their own doom.
A sigh escaped your lips, being a harbinger sets you in the boundary of everything. It always felt like you’re in between of opposing arguments. It’s thrilling but also confusing, maybe it’s just your morals kicking you in the guts but it’s too late for that. The moment you bow down in front of the Tsaritsa’s throne, it was all gone.
“I never knew a deaf could be a harbinger.”
Your eyes shifted from your badge to the source of the voice. The sixth harbinger, casually hanging out in your office’s couch. He must have entered your office while you’re busy paying attention on your thoughts.
“Do you have any idea how many times I knocked on your door? I would’ve thought you’ve been killed in your office if I didn’t know you any better,” he continued.
“I’m thinking about important stuff, I didn’t notice.”
He scoffed. “You didn’t even bother to apologize, how rude.”
You blinked at him, staring to his eyes. Scaramouche, or also known as Balladeer has been the one to always barge into your office like it was his own for the first months. The first time you met him was just like this, except the fact that you’re working on paper documents that time and he didn’t knocked, he just barged in. You remember how he didn’t ask your name and where you from, just straight up gave the file the Tsaritsa wanted to give to you, informing you with a bunch of small insults here and there before leaving and slamming the door.
Your first thought was maybe he didn’t like you or your impression, not that it matters anyway. Until you found out that he also does that to other harbingers, especially when he’s having too much to work with in his plate.
“You know, no matter how long you looked at that badge, it won’t disappear.”
You look at the balladeer with his statement. He stood up, slowly walking towards your table as he crossed his arms. “I’ve been wanting to ask you this since it’s disturbing my thoughts, are you really…chickening out? After being here for so long, that’s quite disappointing.”
You let out a scoff at his question, your eyes narrowing at his glinted eyes. You know how Scaramouche is, the way he works with his words to initiate tension. You won’t fall for it but still you wanted to admit how well he can cause tension and get away from it.
“You’re asking…me? What happened to your ‘good intuition’, the sixth harbinger?” You retorted, raising an eyebrow.
He chuckled. “That’s more like you. I just hate how you always look at your stupid badge every time I see you, it irks me.”
“That’s more like your problem, not mine.”
“I hate it still, so I will need an explanation.”
“Wow, is this manipulation 101?”
“Y/n.” He sternly called your name, his eyes softening a bit. “I wanted to know if something is bugging your mind, I’ll help if I can.”
You remained silent as a sigh escaped your lips. You reached for the file you’re supposed to read a while ago if only you didn’t space out. “It was nine days ago..”
He hummed urging you to continue. He sat down on the chair opposite to yours, waiting for your next words.
“When I learned something about a certain topic, it’s…quite bizarre.”
You looked at him seriously, his indigo orbs meeting yours. You can see how his trying to listen…how his patience is slowly thinning out on your slow words and his own pretention.
A smile formed your lips. “Gaslighting. Oh, what a bizarre topic and thing to do, right Scaramouche?”
You dramatically placed your hand on your chest as you gave him a look of pity. He clicked his tongue before standing up, fixing his hat in the process.
“Fuck you and your stupid badge.”
You laughed. His visible frustration is entertaining, especially when he cussed. Something about his cussing words just hits deeply, you can’t help but laugh.
“I waste my time for this stupid shit. I should’ve known.”
As he took a step away from table, you quickly stood up, reaching for his hand to stop him. He looked back at you with an annoyed expression. He was about to slap your hands off him but he stopped as soon as he heard you talk.
“Wait, alright. I’m sorry. I mean, I’m not half wrong but..I get the glimpse of what you’re trying to do. Just sit down. I promise, no more jokes.”
It took a couple of seconds before he spoke up. “No more fucking jokes.”
You nodded. He let out a sigh before he propped down on the chair again. You sat again too as you compose yourself.
“What the fuck is your problem?”
You bit the insides from your cheek to prevent yourself from chuckling. That’s more like him, you thought.
“This badge isn’t mine, dumbass.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Is it from an agent? A traitor perhaps? Just say the word and I’ll finish them off-”
“No need for violence, it was from a harbinger.”
His eyes widened a bit. “Did you…killed a harbinger? Y/n, that’s not how you raise your rank. You’re a trai-”
“I didn’t kill someone, why are you insisting that?”
He shrugged, leaning on the chair as he hums. He must have been playing with you as a revenge from earlier. What a child.
“It’s from a harbinger that’s been bugging me. Not in a bad way,” you cleared out before he can even decide to say a violent statement again.
“Bugging you but not in a bad way? What the heck is that supposed to mean?”
You mentally facepalmed, of course he wouldn’t know. He probably never felt that way for someone too. Now, you’re rethinking your decisions on telling him. Time for a more direct approach.
“I think I like someone.”
Silence.
You were replied by silence for almost a minute before a chuckled erupted from him. You shook your head as you listen to his laugh.
“You like someone? And you stole their badge because you like them? What a creepy move, are you a stalker?”
You rolled your eyes before you stand up, holding the file on your arms. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. I’ll need to submit this file before dinner time, bye.”
As you held the doorknob, you can still hear his laughter from your back. Maybe, you’ll tell him some other time but, you promised yourself. You even practice on the mirror on what to say, it’s ridiculous. Your eyes landed on the badge. Every time you look at it, it reminds you of the glint in his eyes then you’ll see your reflection, making you ask yourself on how did you get yourself into this.
“Hey, Scara.”
You turned around, his laughed slowly stopped as he looked at you.
“Remember the camp last month?”
His eyebrows furrowed. “Why are you asking me about such a horrible day.”
“Childe accidentally took your badge then replace it since you were pretty mad that day. It won’t be a good result if you’ve known he touched some of your belongings.”
He blinked. “And you didn’t tell me? That rascal, good thing he know what will happen.”
“I actually found it so here you go.”
You hummed, taking a last look on the badge before you throw it to him. He easily caught it with one hand, staring at it for a second. You saw how his eyes widen a bit before glancing at you again.
“This badge…is mine and what you said about it earlier…”
Your throat felt dry the moment you meet each other eyes. You tried to smile, forcing yourself to formulate some words your mind came up with.
“You’re making me feel complicated things, it’s unfitting for a harbinger.”
Did it
I have an idea for an Abyss Tanya story, but I want more time to think it through.
My apologies for anyone that voted, I forgot about graduation and moving when I set the poll, so I wasn't able to start writing the winning option until yesterday.
I have an idea for an Abyss Tanya story, but I want more time to think it through.
I have an idea for an Abyss Tanya story, but I want more time to think it through.
