i am the 𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 at your נυgℓαя .

[sciamachys]

# 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐲𝐬 .     ━━          a private writing blog featuring childe from genshin impact as written by  𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐚  (       28+ years  ,   she / her     )    .    please check the rules before interaction , you can find them below the read more  .    heavy    &.    dark themes will be present on this blog  ,    follow at your own discretion  . hsr verse available .

sciamachy ( n . ) a battle against imaginary enemies ; 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 .

reverently intertwined with : @venstm , @dhabibi

𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

i . i am highly selective  ,     mutuals only  .    i might not always follow back  ,    for whatever the reason may be  .    basic roleplay etiquettes apply  .    please do not involve my in ( dash ) drama  ,    writing is a hobby for me    &.    i am just here to have fun  .    my activity is sporadic  ,    sometimes replies might take longer depending on how busy life is  .    you can nudge me if you think i have forgotten or when you are thrilled to continue our thread quickly  .    this helps me with direction  ,    please be kind about it  .    i do not reply to my threads in order received  .

ii .    i do not often post starter calls  ,    since i prefer plotted threads  .    feel free to shoot me a message  ,    either on tumblr ims or discord  .   you can also turn a meme reply into a thread if you wish to    (        it is even encouraged        )    ,     please do so in a new post    &.    do not forget to tag me  .

iii .    reblog memes  ,    art    &.   poetry from their source  ,    unless i have tagged you in it  .    don’t reblog threads you are not involved with  .    it helps me keep track of what i have got coming in  .

iv .    i love writing ships  ,    which includes any sort  :    romantic  ,    familial  ,    enemies etc  .    of course it is chemistry - based  ,    but feel free to just barge into my ims    &.    say you want to ship    (        within appropriate age range        )    .  pro - shippers dni .

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[deviika]

Fydoror Dostoevsky // Clarice Lispector

[ohisms]

↪     𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑫 ᶜᵘʳᶤᵒˢᶤᵗʸ .    (  a  collection  of  various unsorted question prompts .  adjust  phrasing  as  necessary .   will  be  updated  frequently .  )

are you kidding me ?

[ name ] ,  what just happened ?

hey !  what’d you do that for ?

did you plan on ever telling me ?

do you want to tell me the truth ,  this time ?

you seriously think i could’ve done this ?

did you know about this ?

[ name ] ,  what were you thinking ?!

can we talk ?  alone ?

why are you doing all of this ?

it can’t be that bad ,  right ?

haven’t you heard the stories ?

who did this to you ?

what are you insinuating ?

what did you think was gonna happen ?!

you think i could do something like that ?

who do you think you are ?

why won’t you let me help you ?

do you have any evidence of that ?

can we put away our differences for a second ?

where have you been ? 

is that  …  blood ?

what’s your problem ?

are you real ?

where’s your sense of adventure ?

would you kill for me ?

you’re  [ name ] ,  aren’t you ?

why can’t you just let it go ?

do you want me to stay ?

what if we left  …  ran away ?

what else was i supposed to do ?

how did you get this scar ?

could you give me a hand with this ?

do you ever stop talking ?

you’ve never done this before ,  have you ?

where do you think you’re going ?

how many fingers am i holding up ?

what can i say to make it better ?

why can’t we all just get along ?

can i stay the night ?

what’s that supposed to mean ?

where did your common sense go ?

you seriously don’t believe me ?

what aren’t you telling me ?

do you have a minute ?

why are you lying ?

you’re gonna walk away from this ?

where am i supposed to go ?

can we stop and think about this rationally ?

how long has it been since you’ve slept ?

why can’t we be civil about this ?

what makes you so special ?

where is all of this coming from ?

how are we gonna get out of here ?

you’ll never leave me ,  right ?

were you in on this ?

care to join me for a bit ?

shows what you know ,  doesn’t it ?

do you want to get out of here ?

what were you expecting to happen ?

what are you working on ?

i can tell you’re upset ,  what happened ?

when can i see you again ?

where do we go from here ?

can you sit up for me ?

how long have you been awake ?

what are you getting out of this ?

can we put this behind us ?

where are you ?  nobody’s heard from you .

how can i make this go away ?

were you following me ?

where does it hurt ?  show me .

[ name ] ,  what the hell ?

hey  …  can i ask you something ?

you’re not gonna tell me where we’re going ?

really ?  you’re gonna do that right here ?

are you even listening to me ?

we can help each other ,  right ?

hey  …  did you hear that ?

you have no idea who i am ,  do you ?

how long have you known ?

what exactly are you asking me to do ?

how was i supposed to know that ?

are you new around here ?

can you stop and listen to me for a second ?

do you think there’s something wrong with me ?

what ,  you think i’m not qualified ?

why did you help me ?

can you just look at me ,  please ?

what can i do to convince you ?

where did we go wrong ?

oh my god ,  are you bleeding ?

why the long face ?

are you trying to get yourself killed ?

what do you make of this ?

how much do you wanna bet ?

you’re sure this will work ?

why are you so concerned about me ?

what are you trying to prove ?

did you ever care about me ?

are you drunk ?

isn’t this amazing ?

how long have you been standing there ?

what are you suggesting ?

why are you such a pessimist ?

did you know them ?

can we call it a day ?

where did you come from ?

[ephemyrals]

what exactly are you asking me to do ? / zhongli for childe!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐘  ,    its horrors unfolding in multitude  .    childe had reveled in them     ━━        found complacency amongst the shadows  ,    the oppressive fabric of eventide  .    today  ,    however  ,    it was he who stood before an enemy of eloquence  .    the vulnerability of which he loathed with fervor  .    but for his family  ,    he would  .        ❝        oh how cruel  ,    for you to make me spell it out  ,        ❞        childe muses  ,    the lips part    &.    arch in skyward demilune     ━━            brazen for those who dare not look past the unrepenting exterior  .    for the percipient eye  :    𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐛 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐚𝐬  ,    blinking out of existence on the precipice of discernment  . he held no half - hearted delusion zhongli would not notice , they have known each other long enough for that : only part of the reason he dares ask now .     ❝        fine  ,    fine  .    when i am no longer here  ,    keep an eye on my siblings  ,    okay  ?    especially teucer  .    he is a good kid  ,    but a little headstrong  .    he is bound to get into trouble  .        ❞       

suddenly  ,    it all falls unbearably quiet  ;    𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧  ,    clawing at the edges of his consciousness     ━━            feels like a nightmare  ,    unable to be dispersed by dawn  .    it is the abyss’ touch  ,    childe had felt it crawling beneath his skin for as long as he could remember        (        shaping after a desire so violent it seemed devouring        )        .    he reckons it would only be a matter of time  ,    before the ever - growing darkness overtakes him  .    𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 , alike molten embers running through his veins  .    he sighs as if his request could not be anything but self - explanatory  ,    arches an eyebrow when he says  :        ❝        for a warrior  ,    it is only natural to forfeit life to combat after all  .        ❞

[sciamachys]

❝   it terrifies me what i would do for you .   ❞

[  ☾  ]      a starter , @dhabibi

[sciamachys]

❝   i would probably still adore you will your hand around my neck .   ❞

[  ☾  ]      a starter , @venstm

[koutawoo]

tartaglia, eleventh of the eleven fatui harbingers

[sciamachys]

♡ for a little something , probably an one liner or a paragraph orso .

[autymns]

just had my 20 week anatomy scan for the baby and everything i doing great . so i am happy and i think my mind is finally working properly enough so i can get to writing <3

[sciamachys]

damn i missed sinday . i was ready to tuck childe in your bed . sighs .

[guidanceoffice]

i never understood what made your lips on my neck such an intimate affair until your teeth grazed my pulse and i realized  you could tear open my throat and make me bleed out in your arms but instead you chose to kiss

[sciamachys]

@azizam

[bebx]

— Reema Sherin, Strings

[sciamachys]

♡ for a little something , probably an one liner or a paragraph orso .

[zhongchixtartali]

Twitter: Eksi648870681

[sciamachys]

@venstm

[sciamachys]

𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄  ,    the epoch of exquisite decay    ━━           all of life in flamboyant colours at the cusp of ruination  .    a sea of scarlet to be trampled beneath hurried feet  ,    where barren timbers have shed their layers  .    every step he takes is met with a reluctant hymn—    and it may be nature protesting  ,    or the ache he feels deep in his bones  .    childe moves without the grace of a consummate warrior  ;    there is a exhaustion in the ligament of his shoulders  ,    finespun akin to the mantle he wears  .    blood spills in rivulets and he’s loath to recognize it as nascent quandary    ━━           𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫  ,    much like madness  .    childe tempts this particular pleasure - pain more often than he does not  ,    the abyss - insinuated emptiness beckons him as it would call a drowning man to shore      (        i am myself  ,    that is not enough         )    ;    the limits of his body be damned  .

❝        i would recognize you by touch alone  ,    by smell  ;    i would know you blind  ,    by the way your breaths came and your feet struck the earth  .    i would know you in death  ,   𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝  ,        ❞     @venstm says  .    a whisper  ,    striking as lightning on a tempestuous day  .

childe feels warm hand candle the contours of his glass - set jaws  ,    a silken touch upon ravaged skin    ━━           it is as though he is persuaded into leniency  ,    out of spellbound reverie.        ❛❛        ah  ,    zhongli  ,    it is you  .  .  .    you found me  .        ❜❜      not a question  ,    yet a hint of surprise echos within the tenor of his voice  .    he grabs hold of zhongli’s wrist  ,    squeezing lightly  ,    to feel the softness beneath  .    oh  ,    𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧  .    how cruel of this man to appeal to his human heart  .        ❛❛        i , too , would know you anywhere . you remind me of home . but you shouldn’t get too close  ;    the one courting fire might get burned  . i am . . . not yet done .        ❜❜      

[kelapabiru]

delusional

[print]

[sciamachys]

i swear i have talked about this before on this blog , but i cannot seem to find any old post indicating so . . . besides the various death flags in the storyline itself , he tells the traveller :

❝   comrade . make sure you keep training too . otherwise , who will be left to fight me to the death when the world lies defeated at my feet ? hahaha .  ❞

i think he sees himself as a monster after his venture into the abyss , hence his frenzied thrill for fights ; childe is without purpose , if he cannot battle &. without a way to lose excess jitters . he is someone who might sacrifice himself along the way , either in fight or after overusing his powers . and casually say it was for the sake of getting stronger .

or even more tragic ; he becomes the monster he thinks he is ( the quote about having a darkness grow within would make so much sense ) .