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scaramouche’s strawberry <3

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˖⌕ ۫﹫yuisleptprettylate ꩜ .ᐟ↵

"A weird author with a dream"

⭑ : reqs r open btw qwp ⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

✎ : works ๋࣭ ⭑ ⌫

⌕ Akaashi Keiji : Coffee.ᐟ⤾ : oneshot ⌕ Takanobu Aone: With you, I find solace.ᐟ⤾ pt.1 ⌕ Koutaro Bokuto: A bit confusing to know what we are.ᐟ⤾ oneshot ⌕ Kinich : Buldak and Fuck.ᐟ⤾ oneshot

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guys may I interest yall a bakery themed discord server?

[goobolsss]

I LOVE MY GIRLFRIENDD!!!

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does he like me

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maaaaaaaan my brain feels so drained

God, I miss writing. The amount of ideas I have for novels, oneshots, and AUs is just... damn. I'm having trouble finding the right pace to start. Whenever I start writing, it only takes me a few words and then I am done. That's it. No "I'll do it later" nor "I'll get coffee and do it again", I straight up just say it's exhausting.

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⌕ Osamu - frap·pé.ᐟ⤾ Haikyuu! cafe au ⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

The day looked promising, therefore you went out to drink frappé at a nearby coffee shop that had recently opened. Despite its recent launch, it slowly gained popularity. On your way, your phone dinged, and you saw a message from Shoyo.  ⊹˚₊‧───────────────‧₊˚⊹

Shoyo ⭑.ᐟ : y/n-san i dont think im able to accompany u later on :( 

Me: its ok sho !! ill js study laterr

Shoyo ⭑.ᐟ : r u sure? dontchu wanna text hachii? ill tell her :D 

Me: naww isokey :DDDD ty thoo ! we can go out with the others next week ^^

Shoyo ⭑.ᐟ : sounds greaaaaat ! cyaaa

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“Maybe something came up.” Shoyo doesn’t seem to be the kind to abruptly cancel. It only took an eight-minute walk for you to get there at the said café, the design appeared minimalistic which was visually appealing to your liking. The baristas and staff welcomed you with a good day as soon as you opened the entrance. 

“Good day, what would you like to have today?”

A familiar face met you as you looked up. “Akaashi?" "Oh, Y/n. nice to see you," he said with a smile. You laughed, "I had no idea you were hired here." Akaashi adjusted his lenses and shrugged. “Ah, well it’s the closest job offering I can get. Also, it's just temporary, if not we won't know."

Since both of your moms resided in the same area, you and Akaashi were childhood friends and had a close friendship. Even though you are good friends, Akaashi has been so busy with his studies and eventually moved out which makes it difficult to keep in touch with him. Seeing him working near your apartment felt like you both could have a debriefing with each other’s lives.

“Hmm, that’s great then. Well I’m ready to order now.” “Shoot me with it,”

You settled down as you finished ordering. Since it’s the afternoon, you decided to go with something light. A strawberry frappe and three soft chocolate chipped cookies.

Although cookies weren't your go-to treat, they brought back memories of a special someone. You let out a sigh, knowing that the breakup was for the best.

“God, I miss him—” “Frappe for… Y/n?”

This voice didn't sound like Akaashi, but rather like the person you had been thinking about some time before, and it made your pulse race. “J-Just put it here please,”

“Don’t pretend you don’t know me.” You looked  up.

In front of you stands the man you vowed never to see again, the person you badly want out of your life and thoughts,  the one who loved you more than you deserved.

“Osamu,”

“Hey…” he settled your order on your table. The atmosphere felt like it could choke you with how suffocating it is. “I didn’t expect to see you here. I’ve been texting you since then, but… I think you blocked me already.” he said as he pulled a chair to sit right in front of you. Feeling his kind gaze on you, you wanted to escape and head to the nearest park, but you decided against it. But why? You've repeatedly assured yourself that you've already moved on, right? How come your heart beats seeing him?

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝ a/n: it pains me yet it satisfies me having to write stuff like these mwehehehe bare with me >:)

[dollyichi]

tartaglia who buys you tights every so often. as much as you love to wear them, he loves ripping them apart just the same. don’t worry, he would never ruin your favorite ones! he loves you too much (happened once, and he wont do it again—fearing the blows of the silent treatment). yet, he’s greedy, itching for that ‘shiver’ caused by the sounds of your pleading and whines—so helpless like a bunny under a wolf.

you’d push him away because you had so many outfits planned for the tights you’re already wearing and didn’t want him to ruin them. still, he assures you though, that he’d get you even better ones!

secretly, you wanted it too. sometimes, you’d stuff his mouth with them while you ride his cock, getting him lightheaded and sensitive.

anything involving you, your thighs, and the plush of it against the holes made by your boyfriends fingers always ended in a happy ending. besides, you always wake up to a nicely wrapped box full of tights and dresses as his own way of ‘apologizing.’

do not copy, plagiarize, translate, or repost my works

[bellotopo]

MYY THREE FAVSS!!! YIPPPPEEEE

All credits to freaka_loonyz!!! 🙇‍♀️🙏🧎‍♀️(FOLLOW THEM ON TIKTOK AND TWITTER!!!)

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WOWOW PUTANGINA ANG SARAP

[matchandelure]

i love owls

[writing-prompt-s]

Most immortals become the angsty “everyone I have ever loved is gone” kind of immortal. You, on the other hand, instead took it upon yourself to be a loving presence to entire generations of your chosen family, because they are descended from someone you once loved long ago.

[helpful-writing-tips]

if you're trying to get into the head of your story's antagonist, try writing an "Am I the Asshole" reddit post from their perspective, explaining their problems and their plans for solving them. Let the voice and logic come through.

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Have u ever thought of writing something morally wrong as a writer?

im scared to get cancelled /j well it can't be help sometimes ykykykykykyk

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head empty, I want to ride Kinich

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how i think dandadan escalated

Momo: shit there's an alien here Alien: gimme them pussy and boobs Ken: Um, a ghost is chasing me... Turbo Granny: LEMME HAVE EM BALLS BOY!

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random thought.... but Love by Keyshia just fits Tartaglia IDK?? i think Childe would play this in the background while eating you up IS IT JUST ME???????

Love, never knew what I was missin' (I never knew)

But I knew once we start kissin', I found

(Oh) love, never knew what I was missin' (I never, never, never)

"Fuck baby, you taste sweet as ever." He groaned, licking every single part of your pussy. Dripping wet, sheets filled with every mess you and Tartaglia had made.

My rainy days fade away

When you come around, please tell me, baby

Why you go so far away? Why you go?

You gripped the sheets as Tartaglia held both of your legs up to get a better taste of you. "B-Babe," "Hmm?" he said looking up at you, your body shivered. "I'm not done with you yet, baby. One more, and we're finished. Okay?" you felt his heavy breathing near your pussy which sent a shiver through you. You nodded, feeling defeated.

There was nothing you could do when he's hungry... and if Love by Keyshia is playing in the background.

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⌕ Kinich : Buldak and Fuck.ᐟ⤾ oneshot

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

CONTENT: NSFW

a/n: first time ever writing smut lmao...but hey first time for everything....????? Might rewrite it again in the near future or idk depends LMAO

ENJOY POOKS !!

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“ARGH! Babe, this is too spicy!” Kinich settled his bowl and looked at me. “Hm? Was it? Did you pour all of the hot sauce? Didn’t I warn you that it’s spicy?” “I thought you were only exaggerating… oh my archons, do we still have ice cream in the fridge?” I was sweating, I should’ve listened to him. Kinich shrugged, giving me an unbothered expression. “You finished it all up last night when we ate ramen. Should I go out and buy you one?”

I couldn’t stand the spice that I grabbed the milk in the fridge. Although it didn’t remove the spice from my tongue completely but it somehow did the job. 

“Babe, you need to calm down with the milk. It could hurt your stomach taking so much dairy.” He warned, I listened this time and put back the box of fresh milk inside the refrigerator. “I want ice cream.” I pouted resting my chin on his shoulder. I heard his chuckle and cupped my cheeks with one hand. “Enough dairy, love. It’s not good. There’s more room for dairy tomorrow, yes?” he kissed me and pulled me to sit on his lap. I still pouted thinking it would change his mind.

“No can do,” “Psh, it’s just ice cream though. I ate your cream and it didn’t hurt my stomach…” 

He looked at me with wide eyes, as if what I said was something shocking.

I mean it is… but what about it? I mean we’re dating, right?

I smirked. “What? It’s true.” I said, biting my lip to tease him.

“Y/n, repeat that again.”

I felt the sudden tension in the atmosphere when he told me to repeat it. “What do you mean, babe?” “Repeat it I said.”

I gulped. He was staring at me, but it wasn’t just the natural stare he’d usually do. There was something in his eyes—it looked lustful.

“Ate my cream huh. You liked it didn’t you?” I glared at his response to me. “No, I didn’t—” “Oh yes you did, especially it’s because you get called a good girl after right?” His fingers trailed to my waist that it made me jolt on his lap.

“Easy, love. Not used to my touch? Weren’t you just begging for it a week ago?”

“S-Shut up, Kinich.” “First name basis now aren’t we?” I felt his fingers sliding into my shirt, my body quivered. Shit, in the kitchen? “Am I allowed to, baby?” he whispered as he slowly led his finger to my chest which made me let out a light moan. “What now? You were bold a minute ago and now you can’t talk for yourself?”

“N-Not in the kitchen,” “Why not? It’s spacious here.” he squeezed my boobs more, his other hand on my thigh. “Now, be a good girl and open your legs for me, please?”

Oh my god…he’s still polite even in this situation.

“But–” “You heard me, Y/n. Unless you want me to open it, I wouldn’t mind too.”

His stare…

I opened my legs slowly as he was looking at me. A smirk appeared on his lips, his hands caressing my thighs. I quivered more. “You know, baby. You being quiet wouldn’t last if I…”

—Hngg!

“H-Hey! Just–ahh…slowly…please…” He moved his fingers inside me. God, I’m wet. No wonder why it went in smoothly. “What? Can’t hear you.” he pulled out and removed my underwear as it was in the way.

“Dripping wet, damn. Is that how much I make you feel? Hmm? Tell me.” “Y-Yes, babe.”

“Good girl,”

“Ahh–!” “Hey, hey. Not too loud,” “Then be gentle–hmm!”

His pace went a bit faster.

“You’re cumming for me, you got that? Hm?”

“Ahh–! Yes, yes I will…hmm!” he put me on the counter pulling his fingers out again. “Shit, babe. We’re going to be messy if we do it here.” I nervously said. “Who said you’re cleaning? Now open up, I’m going to taste you.” I did what I was told, I felt his tongue circulating my clit. My body tensed up and jolted.

“K-Kinich— ahh!” He kept his tongue on my clit and his fingers inside of me. He looked up at me. 

“Maybe having a bit more cream in my system wouldn’t hurt.” He smirked. “I love you,” “I-I love you more–ahh!~”

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⌕ Koutaro Bokuto: A bit confusing to know what we are.ᐟ⤾ oneshot

A/N: This story may be slightly OOC and includes strong language. I do not own any of the characters in this chapter. All Haikyuu characters mentioned belong to Haruichi Furudate !!

Enjoy <3

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“I have a feeling,” Bokuto mumbled hugging you from behind. Clothes off, beneath the sheets, with only the bedside lamp on. The warm lights filled only a short portion of space. You sighed. You thought it was one of the nights when he was thinking about stuff again. “What is it about today, Boks?” You held his hands, which were wrapped around you. 

“It confuses me, Y/n. What exactly are we?”

Your heart thumped thinking you were sure that this day would finally come. To talk about what you and Bokuto have.

“What’s going on? Are you okay—” “I just felt that you don’t want to put something in what we have.” He sat, looking at you. Although you weren’t facing him, you felt that his gaze was on you. You can’t help but close your eyes for a bit. “I just don’t think I’m ready for it yet,” you mumbled.

You felt Bokuto moved to get his clothes on the floor. “When will you be then?”

You looked at him, he was in front of the mirror buttoning his shirt. You stared thinking you were just giving him false hope and love. You thought you were just holding him back. 

Do you love him? Or do you only just love the thought he can be there for you when you want him to be?

You’re also confused…but you want him. You really do.

“...I don’t know, Boks. I’ve told you multiple times that–” “Is this what I just am to you, Y/n? Just a fucking sex toy? Fuck buddy—whatever you want to call it? I’m fucking casual to you?” he looked at you with teary eyes.

“God,” He faced palmed. “You knew I love you.” 

Your heart shattered hearing those three words. You can’t bear this situation anymore, you just want to sleep in peace.

“I’m sorry, Bokuto.”

“I love you, Y/n.”

“I can’t love you the way you love me, Boks. You don’t deserve someone like me—”

“Fuck that thinking! I deserve you, Y/n. Every single aspect of you, I deserve every single bit of it. I know I do because I know I can treat you a lot better than most men do! Fuck, I love you so much I’ll do everything for you! I quit practice to come here because you were sick, woke up in the middle of my sleep to buy your favorite food while you studied in the middle of the night—Y/n I have loved you since then and all I’m asking you is to not push me away. I don’t care if you can’t give me that love yet, I want you. Fuck, all of you.” tears streaming down his cheeks, you stood up to wipe them off.

“I-I won’t…Boks, let’s rest and talk about it in the morning, hmm?” “Do you promise?”

You held his hands and kissed the back of his palm. “I promise."

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a/n: idk what to feel it sounds cliche and at the same time damn I wish someone would love me that way

[anemoi-i]

Venti’s Presence in Mondstadt and in Lore: A Comprehensive List

Barbatos is an Archon that does everything in secret and wants virtually no recognition for it. Desiring not to become like Decarabian, he "disappeared" so Mondstadt could be free and without a ruler, yet he has still done what he could to retain Mondstadt's peace. Here is a comprehensive list of everything of note that he has done.

Disclaimer: I may miss details. Some things such as character voice lines about Venti, save for Xiao’s are largely omitted. All sources are present.

I. Wind Gliders

“The ability of wind gliders to glide is reliant first and foremost on the Blessing of the Anemo Archon. Of course, it’s also been intertwined with human engineering.”

Wings of Companionship

II.  But I do not intend to make my readers think that we could do without archons. On the contrary, say, if Barbatos had not guided the warm monsoons to Mondstadt with his divine powers, would Mondstadt still be so bountiful as to produce the brews that it does?

The answer would be no. Mondstadt is an inland city and would have struggled to provide for itself if not for the grace of Barbatos. If we look back through history, we learn that Mondstadt is situated on a land that was once frozen, where the living conditions were harsh and brewing would be virtually impossible. It was the power of Barbatos that changed everything.

Along With Divinity: Prologue

III. The songs that had once flown joyfully in the wind were drowned by a venomous dragon [Durin]. In the wake of its earth-shaking footsteps, even the cries and the flames were ripped asunder. The Anemo Archon heard their agony, though he had refused to rule. But to protect his old friends' dream, and defend the wind-kissed fields of green,He woke from his long slumber anew, and with the sky dragon [Dvalin] in battle he flew...

Elegy For The End

IV. In ancient times, Barbatos softly strummed his lyre and summoned the pure thousand winds and songs. Charmed by the free-spirited winds and songs, Dvalin the high dragon descended and swore loyalty to him. Barbatos rejoiced in making a new friend, and entrusted the people of Mondstadt to Dvalin. And so, the wandering Anemo Archon and the Wind Dragon forged Mondstadt's dawn with their relationship.

Skyward Harp

V. On the cliff facing the eastern sea, the ancestors worshipped the masters of Time and Anemo together. The two are intimately related, as expressed in the saying, "Anemo brings stories while Time nurtures them." This bow tells the story of the pioneers and the hardships they went through.

Sacrificial Bow

VI. When Mondstadt was born anew, and the Church finally unshackled, the scriptures of the winds could bear no longer being confined to a shelf, and so the book took flight, left the Church's treasury and was gone. Like the winds of Mondstadt, and like the people of Mondstadt, it belonged to freedom and the winds. The elegant handwriting on the title page reads:

Children of the Anemo Archon, heed these words:

From the winds we have come, and with the winds we shall go.

Never, ever grieve for me.

'Tis but my flesh and bones which rest in the soil:

My soul has become one with the thousand winds.

When flowers bloom, when leaves sway,

That is me who sings the songs of freedom, of the winds.

Lost Prayer to the Sacred Winds: Scriptures of the ancient winds, passed from generation to generation among the observers of ritual in service of the Anemo Archon.

VII. The Skyward Atlas consists of 100,000 odes to a single cloud or wind and calling it by name. The cloud atlas gave form to the winds, and odes infused them with personality. The myriad formless winds are now friends and family in the eyes of Barbatos. Legends tell that in ancient times, Barbatos summoned the four winds with the original version. He thawed the snow, drove away vicious beasts, summoned rainfall, and created Mondstadt.He permitted the atlas to be shared and copied among the people, giving it the name of Cloud Atlas.

­Skyward Atlas

VIII. In the days of the ruling aristocracy, the Church that revered the Anemo Archon was once split in twain by a schism: On one side stood the clergy, who ate at the lords' table, and overturned the archon's statues with them even as they wrote songs and hymns of praise. On the other stood the saints, who held no clerical office, and who walked the streets, the wine cellars, and the world beyond the walls. These saints drank cheap moonshine, blessing the slave and the plebeian with the original holy manuscripts that circulated amongst the people and with words that the wind brought to them.

And while they did so, they penned forbidden songs and poetry.

When the gladiator from a foreign land [Vennessa] arose together with the re-awakened Anemo Archon and raised the banner of rebellion, the aged saint known as the Nameless Shepherd mobilized the true adherents of the Church of Favonius.

Song of Broken Pines

IX. When he opened his eyes, he was in the sky above a mountain swept by roaring snowstorms, the green, tranquil land had already been painted crimson by fire and blood,and the song of that sky-blue bard's lyre was almost drowned in the howling tumult,and that bejeweled, lovely dragon, like a tender lover, had now pierced his neck through with its sharp fangs.

"Farewell, Mother! My journey is ended. I shall sleep beneath this white, shining silver... and perhaps this, too, is good. Farewell, O lovely bard! And farewell, O lovely dragon! Would that we had met in a different time and place, to meet, to sing and dance together!"

So he thought most sincerely as he lay dying.

Durin (Dragonspine Spear)

X. They say that a region's character follows that of its archon, and that this holds true both for the people and the land itself, but was it the unfettered archon who bestowed a love of freedom and wine upon the land and people amidst conflict? Or was it the people who nurtured the Anemo Archon's love of freedom as they pined for it amid the howling wind and frost?

This is a question that can no longer be answered.

Freedom Sworn

XI. Twenty-six hundred years ago was the era of Mondstadt's most ancient inhabitants. They swore a solemn oath, after the new Anemo Archon descended and reformed the world:

"For Mondstadt, as always. For the verdant plains, for the hills, and for the forests of Mondstadt. May they continue to flourish, as always."

"For Mondstadt, as always. For the everlasting freedom of Mondstadt from the blizzard and the tyrant, whose coldness and oppression are one and the same."

­­Royal Longsword (Refers to Gunnhildr Clan & the oath to protect Mondstadt.)

XII. Ludi Harpastum

Ludi Harpastum was established in commemoration of how Barbatos, the Anemo Archon, taught his people to brew wine and live freely. It was a festival meant for all people to enjoy. However, by the time of Vennessa's rebellion a thousand years before Genshin Impact's main story, Barbatos had long departed to avoid becoming a tyrant like his predecessor, while the aristocracy that ruled Mondstadt grew corrupt and abused their power.

The event turned into a mockery of what it originally was. It became an event enjoyed only by the wealthy elites. The head of the Lawrence Clan, the foremost clan among the aristocracy, cared not for the enjoyment of the people and canceled all the games, leaving only the climax of the harpastum. However, only Lord Lawrence's son, Barca Lawrence, had the right to touch that harpastum. Anyone else who dared even approach the ball would immediately face torture. Furthermore, Barca was also given the rights to take the maiden who will throw the harpastum home.

Barbatos awakens during the climax of the Ludi Harpastum in the manga and seizes the Harpastum.

Genshin Impact Manga

XIII. The Letter in the Chasm

Not as if I were to be outfitted as that guardian of Khaenri’ah,

Not as if my destructive self were made to be the lyre of Barbatos,

Not as if I were meant to soar like a Pegasus,

Not if I were the swift, snow-white pair of Morphes,

Add these to the feather-footed and the winged,

And likewise, call for the swiftness of the winds,

And though you should harness these, friend, and offer them to me,

Yet I should be tired to the bone, and worn away by frequent faintness,

My friend, while I would search for you,

The heavens fall to pieces,

And falsehoods collapse.

Mysterious Letter obtainable after completing The Chasm related Archon Quest(s) & World Quests (Information gathered by CatWithBlueHat)

It is important to note that each player who finished these quests only received one line of this letter in Abyssal Language, indicating this is a bigger part of something and made to be very secretive and hard to decipher if not for the efforts of players to translate it.

XIV. The Hexenzirkel

“Once upon a time, it even challenged the Anemo Archon himself, but he replied: “Let us make music, not war, and resolve our conflicts through song.”

Alice, The Mage’s Tea Party (Windblume’s Breath)

XV. Waterborne Poetry

“A soft breeze beckoned me unto a spring. “Sleep, weary wanderer. Your journey is over. May the dancing petals sweeten your slumber.”

Callirhoe, who recalled her journey to Springvale (Waterborne Poetry event)

XVI. Presence as a significant figure to Xiao

He longs for a day to come when he will wear the mask and dance — not to conquer demons, but to the tune of that flute amid a sea of flowers.

Barbatos appears as a cameo in Yakshas: The Guardian Adepti, playing the Dihua Flute. It suggests his music is powerful enough to suppress Xiao’s Karmic Debt. He also has a line for Barbatos indicaing he knows who he is, but cuts himself off.

Yakshas: The Guardian Adepti & Xiao: Mask (Namecard)

Other things to note:

As of Version 4.3 Mondstadt is the only nation that does not suffer from any “filth” that needs to be purged either by a Sacred Tree or otherwise. The battle that took place 500 years ago with Durin did not affect the nation in any way, instead, Durin died on Dragonspine which was already affected by the Skyfrost Nail and is an inhabited land that only Adventurers see as an area to explore. No one lives there. Even with the presence of his “heart”/”core” still beating, it would forever lie in the frozen wasteland unless someone were to deliberately disrupt it.

There are no storms in Mondstadt. Vind, one of the Sisters/Storm Watchers, says that she hopes she never has to do her job.

A large amount of npc’s around Mondstadt, especially in the area of the Anemo Archon statue, revere Barbatos and speak highly of him

It is important to note that during the second rebellion, Barbatos also forged Rex Lapis’ signature to dismantle the Aristocracy, indicating he would go to such lengths to establish freedom for the nation.

Barbatos’ voiceline about Albedo suggests that he knows close to “everything” about him, especially about his fear of “destroying Mondstadt.”

In addition to the above, Barbatos contradicts himself: “Ah, never mind! What goes on within Mondstadt's walls is up to Mondstadt's people to deal with!” Except that twice when the people cried out for help, he awoke to help them and has actively been helping Mondstadt with no recognition. From liberating Mondstadt to helping an Oceanid, this line will not hold any weight in any argument that suggests that Barbatos does nothing for Mondstadt.

Barbatos was already attempting to purge the Abyssal corruption from Dvalin prior to the Traveler’s appearance.

There is irony in Diluc and Jean finding out Barbatos’ true identity considering both the Ragnvindr’s and the Gunnhildr’s were primary protectors of Mondstadt.

The Skyward Atlas suggests Barbatos was originally a catalyst user while Amos’ Bow suggests he changed his weapon to a bow to honor Amos’ memory. He uses Der Frühling (E Skill) in a way a catalyst user might.

His appearance as his dear friend, the Nameless Bard is to honor his memory for the skies, bright sun and birds he could never see. To honor the songs he could no longer play.