A gift from a certain someone (platonic)
I remember Wanderer cooking candied nuts in his birthday letter (as far a I recall, but correct me if I’m wrong) so….
ALSO, in celebration of Nahida’s birthday, the platonic Wanderer and Nahida zine is now available for download at @rebirthzine on twittter
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fontaine is so close now and i hate it i hate it so much. we won't be seeing as much of the sumeru squad anymore and i hate that so much. tell me you are not going to miss the wanderer and nahida dynamic. cyno, tighnari, alhaitham and KAVEH. KAVEH BRO OML. and nilou and collei and layla and candace and dehya and grandma faruzan and all the npcs because sumeru had some really good ones. tell me you dont wanna live with the aranara. tell me you're not gonna miss genshin hogwarts. man.
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Nahida: Scaramouche, what do you think of love?
Scaramouche: like counting the stars in the sky
Nahida smilling: Aww, infinite?
Scaramouche: No, a waste of time
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"Whoever has loved and lost, cried with grief, howled with rage at the tragedy of death that eclipses the miracle of life... they are human, too."
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Nahida and Scaramouche’s friendship is so funny to me because Scaramouche is such a tsundere about everything and Nahida’s smart enough to figure everything out
Nahida: My birthday is coming up, do you want my wishlist?
Scaramouche: HA! Foolish of you to even CONSIDER the fact that I would stoop as low as to get you a gift. What a RIDICULOUS thought that I would EVER even NEED your idiotic WISHLIST.
Nahida: You already got me something didn’t you
Scaramouche: …no
Nahida: You got me that new microscope I wanted, right?
Scaramouche: what the fuck.
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Photograph
Nahida & Wanderer [Platonic, Hurt/Comfort]
We still miss the people we’ve lost, but we’ll move forward and create new memories with new people, capturing moments until we become a collage of a life well-lived.
Wanderer ran his thumb on the smooth surface of the photograph cradled on his hand, tracing every curve, every feature of the people inside the frame, redrawing the lines of shock in shock in Paimon's face just when a bug landed on her shoulder, the arc on Traveler and Nahida's face as they laughed, and the sharp angles of his frown as he annoyingly scolded the group of fools he was in.
"Isn't it wonderful to have photos like this?" Nahida's smile was as bright as the clear sky above as she gazed at her own copy of the photo, "Being able to preserve a moment in time, capturing the emotions and all the colors in a single snapshot." Melancholy swam in her eyes like a fish left alone in a sea where two tails once waded through, "To see the people as if they never left."
"Time stops for no one, yet..." She held the photo against her chest, the same way a splitting image of her cradled her in her arms, "Wouldn't it be nice if we can turn back time and drag it on so the future doesn't come, so people we hold dear don't have to fade like the sun's light when evening comes. If only we can make a moment last forever."
A glimmer in Wanderer's eyes, a sparkle of wishful thinking.
If...
If he could make a moment last forever,
A moment where the flames never came to devour every smile, every laughter--everything-- and did not have the chance to crumble them into ashes trampled on by fate,
Then they would be here with him,
Laughing,
Dancing,
Calling him with the kindest of smiles.
Yet he stood in the present, watching the past play back like a grainy film lost in the sands of time.
Let me stay right here,
Just a little longer,
Just a minute longer,
Just a second longer,
Just until I learned how to live without all of you,
Just until I learned to breathe in the new breeze,
Just until I learned how to live.
He inhaled and let the fresh scent of the new day replace the sigh he exhaled, "True, but to live is to never be at a standstill. Isn't that right, Lesser Lord Kusanali?"
She gazed at the birds that flew from a branch to the morning sky, "Yes. To live is to move forward until we have traveled enough to weave a life made up of numerous moments tangled together."
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Part 3 of Scaramouche feeding healthy food to Nahida
Nahida: You can’t force people do thing they don’t want to do.
Scaramouche:…
Scaramouche: Tsk fine.
Nahida: >:)
Scaramouche: Then I will eat all dangos, after I finish with my fish.
Nahida: :o
Scaramouche: And I won’t play hopscotch with you.
Nahida: :O !!
Nahida:…
Nahida: You are so cruel (starts to eat)
Scaramouche: Yeah-yeah, don’t forget to eat vegetables too.
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Wanna read a fic with lots of emotions and angst but with a peaceful ending? 👀 Something that you might relate to? 👀
This is the perfect fic! Check it out 🤌
(make sure to read the tags though)
https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/113231095?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_620713855
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Being human hurts.
To see, to consume, to feel, it's all too much, yet too little.
Why does one cling to something if it is worth nothing?
A trilogy of fanfics about being alive, grief, love, and deep trauma, written across the timeframe of my year.
(you need an ao3 account to read them. The third part is only available to everyone for a limited amount of time!)
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