“Who cares who Miss Hu Tao is dating, provided she’s happy? ...it’s really no one’s business other than those directly involved in the relationship anyway.”

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“Who cares who Miss Hu Tao is dating, provided she’s happy? ...it’s really no one’s business other than those directly involved in the relationship anyway.”
@willnotdothefandango sent: Scaramouche was many things, but not one to leave debts unpaid. This one just happened to be one that he felt particularly adamant about, especially when it concerned that damn holiday on the 14th of February. He would be loathe not to at least return something. So when the princess returns to her private quarters, she'll find an expensive tin of white tea flavored with strawberries and orange, as well as some rare Inazuma sweets. || White Day!
It’s been a long day, and being stopped and given gifts from those who worked under her could be rather tiring. Even for her, who’s used to being more busy than a moth chasing after a faint, barely glowing flame. It’s late when she returns to her quarters, opening the room and shutting the door behind her with a soft click. Back pressed against it, she sighs, kneeling down to take off her boots. Or, rather, kick them off out of habit so they land next to her bed.
Once that’s done, she walks over closer. Honey hues noticing the tin that sits undisturbed during that ungraceful act. Staring at it for a moment, there’s only one person that comes to mind when its picked up. Opening it and letting the fragrance fill her nose.
There’s only one person she can think of that’d do this. A soft smile comes to her face, cradling the tin closer to her chest.
Thank you, Scara.
But for now, she’ll go prepare herself a cup and let it be her drink of choice for the evening. Instead of the lavender tea she’s still working through from a past trip to Inazuma. She prepares it well, already hearing his voice if she begins to go against the practices he’s cemented into her head. She may be the Princess, but she is also just another Fatui agent - working hand in hand with the Tsaritsa.
We’ll have to enjoy this together, too. Just I’ll be the one to make it this time.
If he lets her, next time.
@willnotdothefandango says: Feeds them some yakitori
❝ My favorite! Did you make these or do you just know all the best places? ❞
@willnotdothefandango said: 🔥🔥🔥
//oh goody - i get to be petty as fuck on main~
1. if you steal headcanons, and i'm not talking 'have a similar headcanon to another mun', i mean flat out, full on, stole another person's headcanons, you're scum; if you think we don't notice that shit you are dead wrong, so damn wrong...we see you, and your soggy cardboard cut out of a muse that you've put next to no effort into, let alone any of your own energy, and yet expect popularity from shit you've stolen doesn't impress anyone.
2. while we're at it, let's talk about art...no, not the subject of art, but rather artistic muns who occasionally post images of their work depicting their muse...and then having a bunch of people simping after them, claiming to love their writing, when they're actually there purely for the sake of hoping to milk a free picture from them; stop it. that shit's gross too, and no - you're not as crafty as you think you art. you want art of your muse and you appreciate the mun's work? ask if they take commissions, you heathens.
3. if you send anon hate for anything other than a meme prompt? get fucked. seriously, you are the worst type of fucking coward. come on - you hate me? say it to my face. say it with your chest. i'll have way more respect for you, and who knows? may things could be discussed privately...but if you're going to go around harassing me on anon like a bitch? the most i'm ever going to do is screencap it, share it with my friends while we laugh at you, and then report the post to tumblr and delete the shit...if i even bother with the first three steps.
Please arrive in Liyue Harbor by 5/17!
“So soon...how the time flies - I’ll have to ask Miss Hu Tao if I’m allowed a plus one.”
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we need some fandom positivity tonight tbh so send me a 🌈 and i’ll compliment you/your blog -- Accepting until 4/28! - @willnotdothefandango
ROUND 2 LET’S GO!
You’re a fantastic writer, and it shows across your blogs. The efforts that you put into everyone - even down to the small details that not a lot of people tend to think about right off the bat - is amazing. It’s the only word that I’m able to come up with. You have the acting talent of being able to step into character and access what they’re thinking. Access what brings them to a conclusion to a problem. It’s hard to do that for some people, and for some characters, because of the limited amount of information that’s present in the game or source. For instance, we have a fair amount on Tartaglia, but not on Scaramouche. But you know what? You write him as if we hAVE that information at our fingertips. Even in private, I love it when you start going on about him, and all your muses. Even if I’m not sure who they are, but god I adore it nonetheless.
Truthfully, I think I could go on for a solid ten minutes about he nuances of your muses and tell you why I adore the aspects and reasons behind them. Even their worst traits, because no one is perfect. No one is an angel, completely innocent, and we all have flaws. Scaramouche in particular is also someone who errs towards the villainous side. And you know what? The fact that you write him and don’t hold back ( or mostly; I know Tumblr can be rather ah, uninviting with some topics ) with him is a breath of fresh air!!!
The relationships we have with our muse, both shipping and enemy, and hell in between is all things I love. How we can create a variety of dynamics, from my Childe annoying your Scara, to what we’ve built with Boo for BiaRhineGold and how you’ve helped us with lore questions. You are Kae-Sensei, after all.
Oh, did you think I was done, hun?
Nope!
You’re my best friend and my devil that’s perched on my shoulder, you damn enabler. I’m a listener, always have been, and I know it can be a little annoying. But over the time we’ve really talked, both about rping and outside of it, I’ve enjoyed almost every second of it. Sure, there are nights where we get on each on each others nerves, but we work things out. We’re up front with each other, which helps a lot in our friendship. I don’t talk about myself or a lot of my ideas, and I’m sorry I still don’t, but when I do I feel comfortable with you. You tell it to me straight, something I’ve always liked. Even if I don’t wanna hear the answer, I know you’re doing what you think is right.
You mean a lot to me Kae. Even if I can’t express it like I want, I wouldn’t trade the world for a friend like you. Even if you say you’re a bad influence, or you don’t think you’re a good friend, I beg to differ. Even if there are days where the world is trying to crush you, or make you feel horrible, I hope I can make you feel better. You’re kind of stuck with me at this point.
@willnotdothefandango sent: [tug] Scaramouche isn't all that gentle when he has a hold of his Princess's locks, but he isn't quite as rough as he /could/ be. With that that thought in mind, his lips are covering hers in a kiss that has just the slightest hint of restraint to it even if it wouldn't feel much like that in the end. || Smut Starters & Symbols -- Not accepting! [tug] - to pull my muse’s head back by the hair
At first, there was a hiss of pain, not expecting her head to be pulled back with the force that he exerted. She should of, knowing her Harbinger, but there’s always those little moments that slip from her mind. Before she could ask that he let go, the words are stolen by his lips. A shudder runs down her spine, accompanied by a soft moan of surprise that was only his to hear. One hand came to rest against his forearm that held her head back. Fingers digging into the dark fabric of his gauntlet. They tugged a little, hoping he’d get the message to let go. It hurt - not that it was a sensitive part of her body, but with the force he used, she felt as if they were going to be ripped out.
Nonetheless the kiss is returned. There’s some curiosity that lingers in her mind - the restraint. Was it for a reason? Truth be told, it was barely felt on her end. The familiar tingle that comes with his kisses indicating that they’re going to be red long before he’s done. Another shiver runs down her spine. She has to steel herself, out of habit, but in the back of her mind wondered if he noticed -- right?
@willnotdothefandango / cont.
The ice dragon lets out a deep rumble - a growl - the pupils in her eyes shifting to serpentine slits. Scales had begun appearing on her otherwise human face as she gently tested the extent of her boundaries. The anger within her burned hot from resentment at being caged. What was worse? She didn't completely hate it. That fact only served to fuel that resentment at both him and herself.
"I'm not meant to sit in a room and not stretch my wings."
They would have ruffled if she were in her other form. How dare he do this to her. How could she be this weak to allow it in the first place? How could she look forward to being treated like a fucking doll for show? For him? Yet, he made her look beautiful, more refined than she'd ever felt before.
Taken care of.
"Growing weaker by the day."
Her seething dissipated slightly from her internal ruminations and she upturned her nose and looked away from him. It was all she could do to try and pester him out of spite. Later, she promised herself she'd bite him. He'd probably punish her, but it'd be worth it so as to remind him not to get complacent.