(so I finally decided to make an intro post! I literally have no idea what l'm doing but y'all can always hit me up with new ways to decorate this thing-)
my main blog is @the-badass-penguin
my name is aylar but you can also call me pen, pingo, riley, tsuki, agash, sougand or ilgar!
my pronouns are "she/her" but I don't mind being referred to as "they/them"
I am a shifter and my main drs are currently dmc and genshin. but I also have a batfam, mha(vigilante ver), Naruto, last legacy, tmnt, DC(god ver), mha(student ver), the arcana and possibly opm planned. I would love to chat about our drs sometimes <333
DNI if:
you are an anti-shifter. not believing in shifting is one thing, hating on it and the shifting community is another.
you support the tiktok discourse. you race change? good for you. you age yourself up/down? have fun. you have *insert problematic character* as your s/o? good luck, I would love to interact with you.
you're homophobic, transphobic, xenophobic, misogynistic, racist, sexist, ableist, or show any other type of discrimination.
you Invalidate a person's pronouns/Gender/Identity.
“the shifting and loa content on tumblr is so repetitive!!” yeah, maybe there’s… a reason, darling??? i’m sorry but can we not act like half of you don’t just speed scroll through entire explanation posts, motivation posts, success posts, anything that requires more than five seconds of focus? you’ll save it, maybe even screenshot it, but never actually absorb it. never let it marinate.
that’s why people keep asking the same questions. “can i manifest [thing]?” “can i do this in my shifting journey?” “can i shift to [place] and do yadda yadda?”
dude. dudette. dudey-they.
when we say it’s the law of assumption, we mean it. whatever you assume, literally whatever, becomes true. the rules of nature? politely told to sit down. logic? dethroned. your only limit is NOTHING. you choose your limit. you can manifest anything. you can do anything in your shifting journey. ANYTHING!!!
lemme just… okay, just for those in the very back, SOMEONE hand me my comically oversized megaphone!!!!!!
english → anything ; japanese → 何でも ; chinese → 任何东西 ; korean → 무엇이든 ; arabic → أي شيء ; russian → что угодно ; french → n’importe quoi ; spanish → cualquier cosa ; portuguese → qualquer coisa ; german → irgendetwas ; italian → qualsiasi cosa ; greek → οτιδήποτε ; turkish → herhangi bir şey ; hindi → कुछ भी ; bengali → যেকোন কিছু ; urdu → کچھ بھی ; farsi → هرچیزی ; hebrew → כל דבר ; polish → cokolwiek ; dutch → iets ; swedish → något ; finnish → mitä tahansa ; norwegian → hva som helst ; danish → hvad som helst ; thai → อะไรก็ได้ ; vietnamese → bất cứ điều gì ; indonesian → apa saja ; malay → apa-apa ; swahili → chochote ; zulu → noma yini ; afrikaans → enigiets ; czech → cokoli ; hungarian → bármi ; romanian → orice ; ukrainian → будь-що ; serbian → било шта ; croatian → bilo što ; slovak → čokoľvek ; bulgarian → каквото и да е ; latvian → jebkas ; lithuanian → bet kas ; estonian → midagi
DO. YOU. GUYS. GET. IT. NOW???
because i SSSSWEEEAR on every timeline i’ve ever shifted to, if any of you dare skim over this too or refuse to take at least five full seconds to let it actually sink in,
i will start phasing through dimensions and be rapidly approaching your fucking location.
𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ𐙚 Manifestation Is Instant time Doesn’t Exist
Time is a belief that’s it. The only reason your manifestation takes time is because you assume it does. But when you understand that reality only ever mirrors your inner state, you stop waiting and start deciding.
⟶ The moment you assume something is yours, it is.
⟶ Nothing needs to happen first. There is no process.
⟶ If you say it’s mine, and truly mean it. It’s done.
“It’s mine. Right now.” That’s the only truth you need.
.✦₊ Your Thoughts Create Instantly
Manifestation is not slow. It’s not linear. It’s instant.
You don’t question gravity, you don’t need to question your thoughts either. Every single thought is a seed. Every assumption is a command.
If you keep assuming “it’s not working,” it won’t.
﹒✦₊ You’re the Only One in the Way
It’s not the universe. Not timing. Not your past.
It’s just YOU forgetting your power.
If your desire feels far, you’re the one pushing it away. Not because you’re doing anything wrong, but because you're still assuming you're separate from it.
Let that go.
Step back into knowing:
“I decide what’s true. That’s all that matters.”
﹒✦₊ Failure Isn’t Real
You cannot fail. Ever.
"Failure" is just an assumption you've accepted and your world reflected it.
There’s no such thing as "it’s too late" or "I messed up." There's only NOW. There's only what you choose to believe in this moment.
If you assume you have your dream life now, then you do.
No punishment. No delay. No karma. Just assumption.
﹒✦₊ It’s Already Yours
There’s nothing left to do. Nothing left to wait for.
No steps, no waiting, no deserving...
What you desire is already yours in the moment you decide it is. The only thing that delays it is checking, doubting, or trying.
“It’s mine. I don’t need to see it to know it.”
﹒✦₊ Stop Checking the 3D
Every time you check for proof, you’re saying you don’t have it.
Every time you wait for a sign, you’re pushing it further.
The 3D is not your validation your assumption is.
Stop refreshing reality like a webpage. Lock in your belief
﹒✦₊ Drop the Victim Mentality
You’re not cursed. You're not broken. You're not behind.
You’re powerful. You're God in your reality.
Drop the story that “bad things keep happening” or “nothing works for me.” That’s not truth it’s just a repeated assumption.
You are the cause. Not the effect.
Once you realize that, everything changes.
﹒✦₊ Stop Making It Complicated
You manifested before you even knew what manifestation was.
You didn’t need affirmations or methods to get a bad grade, lose a friend, or feel insecure. You just assumed and it showed up.
The same law applies to everything.
Stop overthinking. Just assume and persist.
You already know how to do this. You’re doing it 24/7.
﹒✦₊ You’re Not Creating you’re Remembering
You’re not building a future. You’re remembering a version of yourself that already has it all.
That version of you? It already exists.
Manifestation is simply the act of identifying with it now.
So don’t ask “how do I get there?”
Ask: “Who would I be if I already had it?”
Then be that.
﹒✦₊ Consciousness Is the Only Reality
There’s no “outer world” that needs convincing.
There’s only your inner assumption, and the reflection it creates.
You are not what the world tells you. You are what you accept as true.
You and your manifestation are not separate.
It's not: I assume → I wait → I receive.
It's: I assume → I become → I AM.
You don’t move toward your desire you shift into the version of you who already has it.
everytime I think about me finally shifting, my brain is always like "but what if shifting isn't real?" and im like bro...ik youre tryna protect me or wtv, but its gonna be okay. im okay. we're okay. we're gonna shift. ALL OF US.
" make way and show reverence! presenting her imperial highness, the frostborne heir to the winter throne and jewel of the north, tsarevna aurelia alexeyevna morozova of snezhnaya — cherished daughter of the tsaritsa, and the prize possession of snezhnaya."
for the past 500 years there has been no record of a princess walking in the lands of snezhnaya, especially after belyi tsar, the late cryo archon, passed away. in her grief, the tsaritsa fell into a deep despair and sealed her only daughter within an icy prison. yet when the ever so harmonious barbatos came to the side of his old friend, he persuaded her to free the child.
from that moment onwards, the young princess’s as well as the tsaritsa's life began to change forever. from that day, the frozen heart of the land began to thaw, and the tsaritsa, once buried in sorrow, learned to smile again. nineteen winters have since passed, and with them, the shadow of despair seemed to lift, replaced by the glow of a future shared between mother and daughter.
and now, as trumpets soar and jubilant bells awaken the capital, the people stand agape. from the palace gates emerges the princess, child of the cryo archon. as she finally made her debut as the long awaited princess of snezhnaya. she was robed in cascading layers of sapphire and moonlit silver, glimmering beneath the northern lights, a vision so radiant that none could dare look away.
in the past few months, princess aurelia has grown close to the people of snezhnaya, charming them with her warmth and tending personally to their needs. many has come to respect her not only for upholding her duty as the princess of snezhnaya but also for her genuine kindness. although there were moments where in her undeniable grace turns non existent, as her playful innocence and her youthful naivety keeps shining through. in those moments, she seemed to melt the icy glaciers around the borders of snezhnaya itself, as the people longed for more glimpses of their princess’s authentic self.
yet not all hearts welcomed her. as there were some who regarded her with loathing and animosity, their eyes filled with hatred as they spread and clung to a rumor most vile: that aurelia herself was the murderer of the late cryo archon.
to many, the accusation was ludicrous and laughable. how could an infant have slain her own father? the very idea was so preposterous and absurd it bordered on mockery. still, those who believed it turned their malice into action. on her weekly walks, whispers sharpened into threats, and hostility grew so dire that aurelia was forced to be escorted by fatui guards, or to remain within the palace walls altogether.
but of course, the malice of her persecutors did not end there. some went so far as to disguise themselves as fatui guards in order to infiltrate the palace grounds and torment her further. when word of this treachery reached the tsaritsa, her fury was swift and unyielding. she decreed that any who dared raise a hand against her daughter would meet execution without mercy.
since then, aurelia has not walked snezhnaya and the palace grounds unguarded. one of the harbingers now accompanies her wherever she goes, a precaution she resents deeply. though she understands the danger, aurelia dislikes their constant presence, for the people of snezhnaya regard the harbingers as terrifying figures, dreaded specters whose very sight weakens the knees of common folk. only childe, with his approachable manner, is spared from this fearful reputation.
౨ৎ TSAREVNA AURELIA'S CHILDHOOD WITH THE HARBINGERS
from her earliest years, aurelia was never truly alone. the harbingers, for all their fearsome reputation, were ever present in her childhood, raising her almost as though she were their own kin. scaramouche was absent, lost to the trenches of the abyss at the time, but the others became a constant part of her life. though their array of personalities was wide, and not always agreeable, they nonetheless shaped aurelia into the refined yet amiable young woman she is today.
among them, signora’s influence was the strongest. at times, aurelia, still small and impressionable, would mistake her for her own mother. on such occasions, the tsaritsa would bristle with possessiveness, refusing to let aurelia near signora for days thereafter.
pulcinella, by contrast, treated aurelia as though she were his beloved granddaughter. he doted on her endlessly, showering her with the most extravagant gifts from across teyvat and indulging her with her favorite sweets. his generosity often caused trouble, so many toothaches resulted that signora eventually had to lock the confections away in the pantry. pulcinella, however, remained undeterred, proudly proclaiming himself aurelia’s favorite harbinger whenever she ran to him with excitement. in truth, her enthusiasm was less for the old bird himself, and more for the sweets he carried in his hands.
childe was one of the first friends aurelia made who was close to her age, though at first she knew his company was made out of pure obligation rather than a choice. that is until childe's duty softened into genuine fondness, as they found themselves enjoying each other's company, and their companionship grew into a sincere friendship. the two often spent time together, sharing laughter and quiet moments that slowly shaped the bond between them.
aurelia was present the day childe was promoted to become a harbinger, just as childe stood proudly by her side during her debutante ball. in fact, he was honored with her very first dance of the night. the decision was not without its own discussion: pulcinella had initially offered himself for the role, but during one of their harbinger meetings, capitano firmly suggested that childe should take her hand instead, as he knew her best and had long been her closest friend. the others agreed readily, as pulcinella grumbled in defeat from the corner.
needless to say, the two stood as constants in each other’s lives, witnessing each other's milestones that defined their journeys. it seemed fitting, for fate had bound them even closer by granting them the same birthday, a quiet statement that marked their bond as something enchanting and enduring.
on the other hand, arlecchino carried her own worries for the young princess, which she carries behind her cold exterior. she feared that aurelia’s upbringing in the palace, with little company of children her own age other than childe, might stunt her growth. to help the princess with her case, arlecchino would often bring aurelia to the house of the hearth, where the little princess could laugh, play, and live as the child she truly was.
it was there aurelia found companionship in three kindred fellows, lyney, lynette, and freminet. she delighted in watching the twins’ enchanting magic acts, their tricks and illusions filling her with wonder. at times, she even joined them, her laughter mingling with theirs as snezhnaya's sheltered heir discovered the joy of friendship and play.
but not all of the harbingers took an active role in aurelia’s life. some, like sandrone, pierro, and columbina remained perfectly neutral, offering her only the respect due to her station as the princess of snezhnaya. dottore, true to his nature, acknowledged her existence only when she happened to pique his interest; otherwise, he paid her no mind at all.
pantalone, however, found himself entangled far deeper than he had anticipated. as he is being tasked with serving as aurelia’s private tutor. he discovered quickly that teaching her was no simple task, as a headache would always occupy within him. aurelia had the habit of ignoring his lectures outright, sometimes even falling asleep in the middle of his discussions. still, the banker remained optimistic, convinced that one day she would grow into an interest in finance and politics. his optimism was further fueled by her consistently high marks, baffling as they were given by her lack of attentiveness.
hoping to nurture her intellect further, he would even collaborate with the tsaritsa to grant aurelia a private library of her very own, thinking that she would finally become interested in reading educational books. but to his utter disbelief, when he later inspected its shelves, he found it filled not with tomes of economics or governance, but filled to the brim with novels and stories imported from every corner of teyvat.
౨ৎ WITHIN THE CONFINEMENTS OF HER LIBRARY
in her free time, aurelia could often be found deep within the sanctuary of her private library, lost in the pages of her beloved books. whenever she wished to escape her private lessons, she would retreat there, reading until time itself slipped away. at least until pantalone, or whichever harbinger had been tasked with finding her, would track her down and remind her firmly of her duties.
the library was aurelia’s refuge. she found the tranquility rather calming, as she is seated by the fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate and her favorite novels in hand as the world outside fades into silence. yet the stillness of her treasured peace rarely lasted long, as the doors would swing open, bursting against their hinges, with the bane of her existence strolling in. along his ever arrogant smile, he always seemed determined to interrupt the poor princess of her serenity and draw her away from her quiet world of ink and parchment.
through the countless books she had devoured, aurelia came to dream of the wider world beyond the frozen lands of snezhnaya. she longed to explore the vast planes of teyvat, to witness its beauty firsthand and expand her knowledge beyond what's written in a page. more than anything, she yearned for autonomy, confident in her ability to seize it, yet the thought of asking her mother for such freedom made her shiver.
aurelia loved her mother dearly, of that she was certain. but the shadow of her earliest memory lingered, the knowledge that the tsaritsa had once nearly ended her life as an infant. though the years had since brought renewal and warmth between them, aurelia never forgot how hard she had fought for her mother’s affection. as a child, she had sought it through the only means she knew, charming her with irresistible sweetness, wielding her cuteness like a shield until the tsaritsa’s icy exterior softened. it was through that persistence that aurelia won the love she cherished now.
even so, the tsaritsa eventually learned of aurelia’s secret longing, thanks to signora’s quiet whispers. and to aurelia’s astonishment, she did not forbid it. instead, she granted her daughter permission to travel across teyvat, a decision that left aurelia both shocked and overjoyed.
yet, as expected, such freedom came with conditions. the tsaritsa would never allow her only daughter to wander alone. and so she decreed that a harbinger must accompany her on her journey. to aurelia’s great dismay, it was none other than the one she considered the bane of her existence, the most insufferably annoying harbinger of them all, the sixth fatui harbinger, the balladeer or in other words, scaramouche.
scaramouche never failed to infuriate aurelia. his every word, his every gesture seemed designed to test her patience. rarely did he ever listen to her commands, and on the rare occasion he did, it was only to twist them into mockery by doing the exact opposite. to call him insufferable would have been an understatement; he was her constant thorn, the shadow she wished she could cast off.
so one can only imagine aurelia’s frustration upon returning to her chambers after meeting with the tsaritsa. the moment the door closed behind her, she threw herself upon her bed, pounding her fists into the pillows with all the fury her hands could muster, imagining each strike landing squarely upon the balladeer’s smug, wretched face. the thought of journeying across teyvat had once filled her heart with fire and wonder, but now that same dream felt more like a nightmare.
for no matter how far she traveled, no matter what horizons she reached, she would not be alone with her own freedom and autonomy. instead, she would be shackled to the most arrogant, egotistical creature she had ever known, probably even the most egoistic man known to mankind. to think that her long-awaited taste of autonomy must be soured by his presence left aurelia restless, torn between excitement and dread. and yet, deep within her heart, she knew there was no escape. her path forward was bound, whether she liked it or not, to the balladeer’s steps beside her.
note: omg it's finally done im so happy i could cry sobs. i would like to thank @sourenne as her dr intros and her ever so brilliant writing which i came to admire has always inspired me to continue writing dr intros. along with @easyboyrecliner with their scrumptious moodboards and intros that i would always eat up. and to my dear mootie @miainbetween since her beautiful drs has always leave me agape. and to loveliest @bamzies and her BREATHTAKING moodboards like oml. and to my incredible moots with genshin drs @lyridial @yumeberryy @the-badass-penguin @dolletteox @malina-39-mel @starsforlynni @kaedesmultiverse + more i love you all <33
is this just a section of me thanking my moots for inspiring me to write? yes, maybe it is.
dnxoddndodjndxnxosisndjddi hehe I finally read it all ehehehehe and gurlll omggggg I'm blown away, every part of this is just so perfect. love how you explained the relationship between you and harbingers and you should definitely annoy tf outta pantalone more tbh
and they relationship between you and scara? he can be a bitch most of the times but I smell a really beautiful enemies to lovers here and I am so looking forward to it. hope my ass there can witness it blooming and then tease scara endlessly about it.
if you ever made another post make sure to tag me again<3
GIGGLES THANK YOU SO MUCH im afraid thats not the end of pantalone's suffering 😼 he's like the uncle nobody believes in whenever he proclaims that the angelic princess is actually the devil in disguise
i fear you in my dr will be furious to see my slowburn with scara to the point you'll have to lock the both of us in a room just for us to talk about our feelings 😔
either that or you'll endlessly tease scara for not having the balls to confess or sumn
Okay I cannot do ts anymore I need 2 permashift right NEOW
Like my life here isn't horrible or anything but everything have been going wrong recently so yeah!! Also I want brownies and free will exists so I'll use it to travel across dimensions to get them.
" make way and show reverence! presenting her imperial highness, the frostborne heir to the winter throne and jewel of the north, tsarevna aurelia alexeyevna morozova of snezhnaya — cherished daughter of the tsaritsa, and the prize possession of snezhnaya."
for the past 500 years there has been no record of a princess walking in the lands of snezhnaya, especially after belyi tsar, the late cryo archon, passed away. in her grief, the tsaritsa fell into a deep despair and sealed her only daughter within an icy prison. yet when the ever so harmonious barbatos came to the side of his old friend, he persuaded her to free the child.
from that moment onwards, the young princess’s as well as the tsaritsa's life began to change forever. from that day, the frozen heart of the land began to thaw, and the tsaritsa, once buried in sorrow, learned to smile again. nineteen winters have since passed, and with them, the shadow of despair seemed to lift, replaced by the glow of a future shared between mother and daughter.
and now, as trumpets soar and jubilant bells awaken the capital, the people stand agape. from the palace gates emerges the princess, child of the cryo archon. as she finally made her debut as the long awaited princess of snezhnaya. she was robed in cascading layers of sapphire and moonlit silver, glimmering beneath the northern lights, a vision so radiant that none could dare look away.
in the past few months, princess aurelia has grown close to the people of snezhnaya, charming them with her warmth and tending personally to their needs. many has come to respect her not only for upholding her duty as the princess of snezhnaya but also for her genuine kindness. although there were moments where in her undeniable grace turns non existent, as her playful innocence and her youthful naivety keeps shining through. in those moments, she seemed to melt the icy glaciers around the borders of snezhnaya itself, as the people longed for more glimpses of their princess’s authentic self.
yet not all hearts welcomed her. as there were some who regarded her with loathing and animosity, their eyes filled with hatred as they spread and clung to a rumor most vile: that aurelia herself was the murderer of the late cryo archon.
to many, the accusation was ludicrous and laughable. how could an infant have slain her own father? the very idea was so preposterous and absurd it bordered on mockery. still, those who believed it turned their malice into action. on her weekly walks, whispers sharpened into threats, and hostility grew so dire that aurelia was forced to be escorted by fatui guards, or to remain within the palace walls altogether.
but of course, the malice of her persecutors did not end there. some went so far as to disguise themselves as fatui guards in order to infiltrate the palace grounds and torment her further. when word of this treachery reached the tsaritsa, her fury was swift and unyielding. she decreed that any who dared raise a hand against her daughter would meet execution without mercy.
since then, aurelia has not walked snezhnaya and the palace grounds unguarded. one of the harbingers now accompanies her wherever she goes, a precaution she resents deeply. though she understands the danger, aurelia dislikes their constant presence, for the people of snezhnaya regard the harbingers as terrifying figures, dreaded specters whose very sight weakens the knees of common folk. only childe, with his approachable manner, is spared from this fearful reputation.
౨ৎ TSAREVNA AURELIA'S CHILDHOOD WITH THE HARBINGERS
from her earliest years, aurelia was never truly alone. the harbingers, for all their fearsome reputation, were ever present in her childhood, raising her almost as though she were their own kin. scaramouche was absent, lost to the trenches of the abyss at the time, but the others became a constant part of her life. though their array of personalities was wide, and not always agreeable, they nonetheless shaped aurelia into the refined yet amiable young woman she is today.
among them, signora’s influence was the strongest. at times, aurelia, still small and impressionable, would mistake her for her own mother. on such occasions, the tsaritsa would bristle with possessiveness, refusing to let aurelia near signora for days thereafter.
pulcinella, by contrast, treated aurelia as though she were his beloved granddaughter. he doted on her endlessly, showering her with the most extravagant gifts from across teyvat and indulging her with her favorite sweets. his generosity often caused trouble, so many toothaches resulted that signora eventually had to lock the confections away in the pantry. pulcinella, however, remained undeterred, proudly proclaiming himself aurelia’s favorite harbinger whenever she ran to him with excitement. in truth, her enthusiasm was less for the old bird himself, and more for the sweets he carried in his hands.
childe was one of the first friends aurelia made who was close to her age, though at first she knew his company was made out of pure obligation rather than a choice. that is until childe's duty softened into genuine fondness, as they found themselves enjoying each other's company, and their companionship grew into a sincere friendship. the two often spent time together, sharing laughter and quiet moments that slowly shaped the bond between them.
aurelia was present the day childe was promoted to become a harbinger, just as childe stood proudly by her side during her debutante ball. in fact, he was honored with her very first dance of the night. the decision was not without its own discussion: pulcinella had initially offered himself for the role, but during one of their harbinger meetings, capitano firmly suggested that childe should take her hand instead, as he knew her best and had long been her closest friend. the others agreed readily, as pulcinella grumbled in defeat from the corner.
needless to say, the two stood as constants in each other’s lives, witnessing each other's milestones that defined their journeys. it seemed fitting, for fate had bound them even closer by granting them the same birthday, a quiet statement that marked their bond as something enchanting and enduring.
on the other hand, arlecchino carried her own worries for the young princess, which she carries behind her cold exterior. she feared that aurelia’s upbringing in the palace, with little company of children her own age other than childe, might stunt her growth. to help the princess with her case, arlecchino would often bring aurelia to the house of the hearth, where the little princess could laugh, play, and live as the child she truly was.
it was there aurelia found companionship in three kindred fellows, lyney, lynette, and freminet. she delighted in watching the twins’ enchanting magic acts, their tricks and illusions filling her with wonder. at times, she even joined them, her laughter mingling with theirs as snezhnaya's sheltered heir discovered the joy of friendship and play.
but not all of the harbingers took an active role in aurelia’s life. some, like sandrone, pierro, and columbina remained perfectly neutral, offering her only the respect due to her station as the princess of snezhnaya. dottore, true to his nature, acknowledged her existence only when she happened to pique his interest; otherwise, he paid her no mind at all.
pantalone, however, found himself entangled far deeper than he had anticipated. as he is being tasked with serving as aurelia’s private tutor. he discovered quickly that teaching her was no simple task, as a headache would always occupy within him. aurelia had the habit of ignoring his lectures outright, sometimes even falling asleep in the middle of his discussions. still, the banker remained optimistic, convinced that one day she would grow into an interest in finance and politics. his optimism was further fueled by her consistently high marks, baffling as they were given by her lack of attentiveness.
hoping to nurture her intellect further, he would even collaborate with the tsaritsa to grant aurelia a private library of her very own, thinking that she would finally become interested in reading educational books. but to his utter disbelief, when he later inspected its shelves, he found it filled not with tomes of economics or governance, but filled to the brim with novels and stories imported from every corner of teyvat.
౨ৎ WITHIN THE CONFINEMENTS OF HER LIBRARY
in her free time, aurelia could often be found deep within the sanctuary of her private library, lost in the pages of her beloved books. whenever she wished to escape her private lessons, she would retreat there, reading until time itself slipped away. at least until pantalone, or whichever harbinger had been tasked with finding her, would track her down and remind her firmly of her duties.
the library was aurelia’s refuge. she found the tranquility rather calming, as she is seated by the fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate and her favorite novels in hand as the world outside fades into silence. yet the stillness of her treasured peace rarely lasted long, as the doors would swing open, bursting against their hinges, with the bane of her existence strolling in. along his ever arrogant smile, he always seemed determined to interrupt the poor princess of her serenity and draw her away from her quiet world of ink and parchment.
through the countless books she had devoured, aurelia came to dream of the wider world beyond the frozen lands of snezhnaya. she longed to explore the vast planes of teyvat, to witness its beauty firsthand and expand her knowledge beyond what's written in a page. more than anything, she yearned for autonomy, confident in her ability to seize it, yet the thought of asking her mother for such freedom made her shiver.
aurelia loved her mother dearly, of that she was certain. but the shadow of her earliest memory lingered, the knowledge that the tsaritsa had once nearly ended her life as an infant. though the years had since brought renewal and warmth between them, aurelia never forgot how hard she had fought for her mother’s affection. as a child, she had sought it through the only means she knew, charming her with irresistible sweetness, wielding her cuteness like a shield until the tsaritsa’s icy exterior softened. it was through that persistence that aurelia won the love she cherished now.
even so, the tsaritsa eventually learned of aurelia’s secret longing, thanks to signora’s quiet whispers. and to aurelia’s astonishment, she did not forbid it. instead, she granted her daughter permission to travel across teyvat, a decision that left aurelia both shocked and overjoyed.
yet, as expected, such freedom came with conditions. the tsaritsa would never allow her only daughter to wander alone. and so she decreed that a harbinger must accompany her on her journey. to aurelia’s great dismay, it was none other than the one she considered the bane of her existence, the most insufferably annoying harbinger of them all, the sixth fatui harbinger, the balladeer or in other words, scaramouche.
scaramouche never failed to infuriate aurelia. his every word, his every gesture seemed designed to test her patience. rarely did he ever listen to her commands, and on the rare occasion he did, it was only to twist them into mockery by doing the exact opposite. to call him insufferable would have been an understatement; he was her constant thorn, the shadow she wished she could cast off.
so one can only imagine aurelia’s frustration upon returning to her chambers after meeting with the tsaritsa. the moment the door closed behind her, she threw herself upon her bed, pounding her fists into the pillows with all the fury her hands could muster, imagining each strike landing squarely upon the balladeer’s smug, wretched face. the thought of journeying across teyvat had once filled her heart with fire and wonder, but now that same dream felt more like a nightmare.
for no matter how far she traveled, no matter what horizons she reached, she would not be alone with her own freedom and autonomy. instead, she would be shackled to the most arrogant, egotistical creature she had ever known, probably even the most egoistic man known to mankind. to think that her long-awaited taste of autonomy must be soured by his presence left aurelia restless, torn between excitement and dread. and yet, deep within her heart, she knew there was no escape. her path forward was bound, whether she liked it or not, to the balladeer’s steps beside her.
note: omg it's finally done im so happy i could cry sobs. i would like to thank @sourenne as her dr intros and her ever so brilliant writing which i came to admire has always inspired me to continue writing dr intros. along with @easyboyrecliner with their scrumptious moodboards and intros that i would always eat up. and to my dear mootie @miainbetween since her beautiful drs has always leave me agape. and to loveliest @bamzies and her BREATHTAKING moodboards like oml. and to my incredible moots with genshin drs @lyridial @yumeberryy @the-badass-penguin @dolletteox @malina-39-mel @starsforlynni @kaedesmultiverse + more i love you all <33
is this just a section of me thanking my moots for inspiring me to write? yes, maybe it is.
dnxoddndodjndxnxosisndjddi hehe I finally read it all ehehehehe and gurlll omggggg I'm blown away, every part of this is just so perfect. love how you explained the relationship between you and harbingers and you should definitely annoy tf outta pantalone more tbh
and they relationship between you and scara? he can be a bitch most of the times but I smell a really beautiful enemies to lovers here and I am so looking forward to it. hope my ass there can witness it blooming and then tease scara endlessly about it.
if you ever made another post make sure to tag me again<3
heya shiftblr, how do we feel about a dr set in late 2ks, like 2007 or so? anybody here with the same setting? any recs on what to script and what not to?
Shiftok about Shiftblr: “shiftblr is literally the nicest community ever :) everyone there is sooo intelligent and it’s a great place to learn! <3 love them sm!!”
Shiftblr about Shiftok: “GET. THE FUCK. AWAY FROM MEASDFJFKDJSK” *chainsaw revving*
Reddit about everyone: “TikTok and Tumblr are unrealistic echo chambers for clout-chasing children. Anyway, here’s my 47-paragraph essay on how you must enter gamma-theta hypnagogic REM flux states while aligning your astral vibration node before 3:33am or you’ll collapse your wave function incorrectly—”
Amino minding its business:
✧𓆩♡𓆪༻⚝༺𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕗𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕖༺⚝༻𓆩♡𓆪✧」
Shiftwt: me shifting tonight to peg my s/o *insert reaction video*
Those weird 2000s quantum jumping blogs you find once in a blue moon: “Breathe. you are the spiral. you are the path. let your mind open like a gate to the void.”
Quantum Jumping community: “last night I saw an orange glitch out of existence in front of me and the FBI has been parked outside my house since.”
Any lucid dreaming forum: “shifting is fake y’all are just lucid dreaming. Anyway, I lucid dreamed last night for 11 days straight, had a family, felt pain, bled out, died, and it felt exactly like real life. But it was just a dream though lol.”
heya shiftblr, how do we feel about a dr set in late 2ks, like 2007 or so? anybody here with the same setting? any recs on what to script and what not to?
