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saigawrites · 1 year

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Title : Genshin characters as highschool students.

Note : This will probably mostly relate to central asian students. Also, most of the interactions are platonic :) Characters that look older will be teachers cuz it's strange for me to imagine them as students😥

Tags : crack, fluff(?), headcanons.

Warnings : mentions of vaping, insulting, alcohol.

Characters : Xiao, Scaramouche, Childe, Zhongli, Venti, Kazuha.

Xiao is the type of student that follows the uniform rules strictly, a well-ironed shirt, a tie neatly sitting on top, with a good-looking blazer. Has good grades, kinda one of those lonely mysterious excellent students who look very pretty while literally putting no effort😭.

We have this thing where starting from 6 or 7th classes will have to go out patrolling on break time. Basically to watch and scold students if they run, misbehave or don't follow the dress code. So I imagine Xiao taking the patrol very seriously, like man would lecture you for a solid 10 minutes when you slightly quickened your pace in the halls💀. I swear, he would enjoy patrolling so much, he would continue to do it even when it's the other classes turn.

Scaramouche is the type of student who has beef with the whole school. With this behavior he would not survive our schools, man would get slandered on daily basis😰. You know, we have this type of insta acc's where you can send anonymous letters inside of your school, like confess to a crush from the other class, right? Scaramouche would literally get hate letters all of the time. Every second post on this account would be about him☠. Either ppl insulting the shit out of him, or defending him with their life, with his pretty privilege I think he would have at least some amount of fans.

In my opinion, scaramouche is those type of people who tried vaping once, didn't like it and started hating and dissing everyone around him who vapes.

Venti is the student who spends his break time in the toilets, vaping with his friends, maybe even drinking. Remembering there was a case in my school where some students hid some beer behind the toilet walls😶. Venti would try to do something like that too, for sure. Also I think he would be very interested in the drama around, involving himself in some conflicts accidentally.

Kazuha is the type of student who vapes, but hides it surprisingly well, the only person knowing being Venti. Generally has a good reputation in school, being a chill student that can get along with literally anyone. Could be one of the Scaramouche defenders, or could be not informed on the drama at all. The one who you always see in the art classroom, hanging out there with the art teacher, talking with your class about the meaning of life, philosophy, and all those other artsy things.

Childe is the PE teacher that never, and I mean NEVER, spares you. You have your PE uniform? Run 10 circles on the 500 metre length. Oh, you don't have your PE uniform? Do 500 squads in the uncomfortable school uniform and then don't have the permission to sit on any benches, you don't deserve them. He's the type of teacher who has the most useless lessons in school, but acts like they are the most important ones. Some ppl simp for him, and you can see why, but you still think it's kind of sus how he acts when his students compliment him🤨.

Zhongli is the sweet and kind history teacher, who puts a lot of effort in your studying and let's you draw things and write stories on your tests if you've done them early😭. Actually appreciates all of the goofy little drawings and stories and thinks of them as the warm memories. Also the one who always greets you whenever you see each other while passing, but somehow doesn't remember your name and always misses it😐.

I think I'll this one on here, let me know if should make a part 2!! This was very fun, and I honestly didn't expect to write that much😶.

#genshin impact fluff #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader fluff #genshin x you #high school genshin au #scaramouche x reader #childe x reader #zhongli x reader #kazuha x reader #venti x reader #venti x you #xiao x reader #xiao x you #childe x you #childe x gender neutral reader

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aestherin · 11 months

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seatmates | scaramouche x gn! reader

a random drabble i thought of at school bc of course my mind is floating :D

i was scrolling thru my drafts when i found this i totally did not forget about this i swear </3 also not proofread bc i don't have any braincells left :DD

wc: 589

You have always hated two-person desks.

Especially those that are too narrow you and your seatmate practically have to be squished against each other in order for both of you to fully utilize the desk.

"Fucking move," Scaramouche hissed.

"No, you," you pushed against his arm which had bumped into yours earlier.

He sent death glares your way, all of which you paid no attention to. After almost a year of sitting next to each other, it was second nature to build a system that's immune to the silent and furious side-eyes of an angry cat. How long has it been? Ah.

It all started when you made the grave mistake of being late for the first day of classes. No one else wanted to sit next to the menace that is currently sending daggers your way, and so you ended up sitting on the remaining available spot — the one beside Scaramouche.

The experience wasn't all that bad, though.

Sure, sitting beside him felt like being together with a grumpy old man, but even he had some soft moments. Like when he'd let you peek at his notes when you don't understand what the lecturer was babbling about (this comes with some mockery from him, but you shrug them all off).

Or like that one time you were shivering from the AC and he let you borrow his hoodie (this came with him uttering lighthearted remarks about how you should always be prepared because what if he wasn't there to lend his hoodie? Just what are you going to do without him?)

You returned it immediately after getting it washed but he told you to keep it. It's now your favorite hoodie.

Sitting next to Scaramouche was a give-and-take situation. He would begrudgingly lend you a hand, and you would do the same. He used to disturb you from whatever you were doing just to borrow your correction tape so many times that at one point, you just laid it out on your desk, free for him to use. Luckily, he got the message and just started using it whenever he needed to. Was it just your imagination or did he really start needing the correction tape less when you just laid the thing out on the desk?

He also once left his earphones at home and kept bugging you to let him listen to whatever was playing through yours because he swears even your trashy music taste is much more bearable than listening to whatever your classmates were chattering about.

That's what he said but he now listens religiously to the playlist you've been playing on repeat.

As an attempt to get back at you for what you did earlier, he bumped his arm against yours — which was writing notes, at the moment.

Across the organized scribbling of letters and words on a page of your notebook was now a long, thick line of black ballpoint pen ink. You gasped, mouth ajar at the painful sight of a mess.

"Dude! What the fuck?" You sharply turned your head towards him, only to find that he'd already looked away from you.

"Scara, you bit—"

He only sighed.

Your attention was swayed by him slowly and gently intertwining both of your hands above the desk.

"Don't worry about it. I'll rewrite your notes for you later."

He finally gazed back at you. Blood rushed up your face as he used his hand to guide yours to his lips, pressing a light kiss.

"At least after we eat out for dinner."

#ri.writes #genshin #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #wanderer x reader #genshin au #genshin college au #genshin oneshots #genshin high school au #wanderer #genshin x reader #aestherin #scaramouche college au #genshin fics #scara x reader

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sl-vega · 2 months

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.° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ-MY HEART BEATS FOR YOU

Pairing: [BASSIST!] Scaramouche x [GUITARIST!] Reader

Genre: rivals/enemies to lovers, rivals to friends to lovers, fluff, crack (?), comedy, angst (?), slowburn, high school au, band au, modern au, social media au, smau

Synopsis: You're the lead guitarist for your band, C✧LESTIA and Scaramouche is the bassist of 5WIRL. The two of your bands have a friendly rivalry, but you and Scaramouche don't. On top of being academic rivals, you and him have never been on good terms. Always one-upping each other in grades and in music. Even your bandmates have grown tired of your constant bickering with each other. But when your usual practice hub gets flooded, you and the rest of C✧LESTIA are forced to find a new place to rehearse. So when 5WIRL offers to share their studio with you who are you to refuse? Of course, this forces you to spend time with your sworn rival whether you like it or not. But maybe the two of you can overcome your differences and actually be friends?

Or maybe even more?

CW: swearing, profanities/innuendoes, bad music puns, ooc (?)

⋆🎶₊˚ෆ STARRING

C✧LESTIA ll 5WIRL ll THE FANS

PLAYING TRACK...

PROLOGUE-tear drops on my guitar

ALBUM 01-go fuck yourself! /affectionate

01-we're in treble

02-diss track

03-fret not

04-i'm not that desperate

05-starting on a sour note

06-practicing but we're already perfect

07-shits and gigs

08-obsessed much?

(MORE TBA)

ALBUM 02-pov: falling in love with your rival

(TBA)

ALBUM 03-giving up my dream so you can live out your's

(TBA)

additional notes:

-my bandori phase caused me to make this

-this one will probably start soon because i need a break from writing sticking to the script

-bare with me and my bad music humour

-working on profiles as we speak

-i'm gonna tag my other scara smau taglist cuz smth tells me y'all would be into this: @ladyninggs, @featuredtofu, @levianamor, @veekoko, @glxssmemories, @foomeowmeow117, @scarasbaby , @d-d3arest , @heavenforyyou , @seternic , @danfelions , @jf-117, @kukikoooo , @uuyuomi, @rozariwho , @freyao7 , @lapinaenmicoche , @thatoneswordgirl

-no pressure to read tho :3

-this taglist is open and the smau will start soon

-decided to give myself more freedom, this smau isn't planned out as much as my others

(OPEN) TAGLIST: @featuredtofu, @levianamor, @danfelions, @thatoneswordgirl, @lolmeowing, @bananasquash, @xiaosantenna, @glxssmemories, @kaitfae, @mujiwuji, @zestyseggsydaddy69, @peaceindreams, @freyao7, @rinquin, @justpeachyteastea, @cocomi, @b2ne, @skyoverkill1, @scaradooche, @morallyrainyday, @adres-tia, @justadvena6, @agaygothicmushroom, @huanator, @seaofdata, @kyon-cherri, @aether-darling, @ukinya, @sketcheeee, @ibawa, @shutingstar, @eutopiastar, @kunimix, @wonderful-worlds, @ectomotive, @yourfavoritefreakyhan, @b4tm4nn, @animegirl-12s-world, @h3xi2g0n3

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faetima · 11 days

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𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞. .

. . one day you receive an odd text from an unknown number. you try blocking the number, but it doesn’t work.

oh well, it’s probably just someone pranking you.

right?

// tws ; lil bit of cursing, stalking ; gn reader ; modern au, yandere au

a/n: sorry for the weird formatting!! tumblr wouldn't let me format it correctly :(

also sorry for the random bigger text, it keeps changing random letters and numbers to be bigger for some reason??

𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧.

aconties — symbolize hatred and that you should be cautious.

aconite - veil

always forever - cults

jealous girl - lana del rey

suki suki daisuki - jun togawa

yes or yes - twice

saccharine - jazmin bean

stalker’s tango - autoheart

an unhealthy obsession - tbrso

candy coated suicide - night club

i wanna be your boyfriend - hot freaks

i’m a slave 4 u - jazmin bean

the red means i love you - madds buckley

body - mother mother

red lights - bang chan, hyunjin

playlist <3

𝟭.‎‎‎‎‎

‎‎‎unknown number has started a chat !

18:12 december 12th, 2024

unknown number

hello, my aconite. :)

you

who is this?

unknown number

oh, dont worry about that.

youll know very soon, my beloved aconite. <3

read 18:20

you have blocked unknown number !

…

your block was unsuccessful ! please try again later .

𝟮.

‎‎‎unknown number has started a chat !

13:27 december 13th, 2024

unknown number

hello, my aconite!

how was your day today?

sent 13:27

unknown number

hello?

sent 16:43

unknown number

please reply. i know youre online, aconite.

you

please stop

who is this??

unknown number

i told you before !

haha, my aconite is so silly. never remembers anything.

like your math homework yesterday, hm? completely forgot to do it!

so cute.<3

read 17:38

you have blocked unknown number !

…

your block was unsuccessful ! please try again later .

𝟯.

‎‎‎unknown number has started a chat !

12:12 december 14th, 2024

unknown number

who is that boy?

you

unknown number

the one sitting across from you.

he keeps looking at you.

he keeps touching you. its pissing me off.

who is he?

you

he’s my friend

unknown number

sure.

well see how long that lasts. :)

read 12:48

you looked up from your phone, glancing towards bennett, and then around the small cafeteria which was packed with people, a shiver running down your spine.

whoever was texting you was here, and they were watching you.

𝟰.

‎‎‎unknown number has started a chat !

12:58 december 17th, 2024

unknown number

my beloved aconite, arent you supposed to be in class rigjt now?

right ***

ignore that.

and, most importantly, arent you supposed to be paying attention?

come on darling, on your phone in the one class i so happen to be in?

you can do this in chemistry or something. dont do it just when i so happen to be near you. i know for a fact you dont do this in any other class.

anyways, see you later ❤️❤️

read 13:02

𝟱.

you have started a chat !

09:27 december 18th, 2024

you

BENNETT

HELP KE

benny

Huh? Wht happened? R u ok?

you

THERE’S THIS GHY

OR GIRL I DON’T KNOW

AND I THINK HE’S STALKING ME OR SOMETHING

benny

Huh?? Wdym?

you

OKAY I DON’T KNOW IF HE’S STALKING ME

BUT HE’S GIVING ME REALLY FREAKY VIBES

HE KEEPS TEXTING ME

AND HE SAW ME TALKING TO YOU

AND THEN HE ASKED ABT THAT

AND HE WAS LIKE “HE WON’T BE YOUR FRIEND FOR LONG 🙂”

AND AND AND

APPARENTLY HE’S IN MY MATH CLASS???

AND HE SAW ME ON MY PHONE

JND TEHN HE TEXTED ME AND SCOLED ME

HELP WHAT DO I DO

benny

Just block him

you

I TRIED

IT’S NOT WORKING??

benny

Well I dont think u can do anything abt it besides that

Bc u dont hv any proof that he has any malicious intent

So uhm maybe just ignore him

Maybe hes just trolling u

you

yeah

maybe

read 10:01

you let out a sigh, putting your phone face down and burying your face in your arms.

what could you even do at this point? you didn’t have any proof they had any bad intent, and you couldn’t block them.

this whole situation was starting to freak you out. it didn’t help that you were pretty emotional and easily scared.

maybe you should look on the positive side. hey, someone finally has a crush on you!

you swallowed hard, breathing rapidly, heart racing. you buried your face deeper in your arms, scared of what was to come from this whole situation.

𝟲.

you exhaled shakily, a small fog appearing from it. you were shivering, the outside cold pinpricking your skin like tiny needles.

choosing fashion over warmth probably hadn’t been a good idea, but who cared? you liked dressing up. it was worth sacrificing your comfort for something you enjoyed! plus you would’ve been cold either way. it would be heated enough in the classroom anyway.

at least you hoped it would be.

you walked at moderately fast pace to your school, putting in your earbuds. you scrolled down your playlist on spotify, finally finding the song you had been craving to listen to. you clicked the play button on it, refraining from humming along to it.

you found yourself repeatedly glancing behind yourself, even though each time you looked no one was there. every time there was even the slightest of rustling able to penetrate through the sound of the music you were listening to, you’d jump, paranoid.

ever since you had received the first message, you had been on edge, and for good reason. this whole situation was extremely different from what you experienced in your day to day life.

before this, you hadn’t even known of anyone liking you romantically. it wasn’t that everyone hated you or something, you were just pretty shy, which led others to socialize with and notice you less.

a lot less.

it was a bit disappointing, but at least you had a few friends.

you had been lost in your train of thought too long. as you walked forward mindlessly, you hadn’t noticed a figure also walking in front of you.

you crashed into the person and staggered a little before regaining your balance.

luckily the person didn’t fall or anything, but instead stood rigid like a stone wall.

you gasped out a few apologizes, repeatedly saying “sorry”.

but you immediately shut up when the person turned around and when electric purple eyes met your own.

you swallowed hard, freezing as the person scowled at you.

𝟳.

“watch where you’re going,” the person muttered, still scowling at you. her loosely braided hair—a shade of bright purple, similar to that of an aconite, with some lighter purple highlights within it—fell down the front of her shoulder, and she pushed it back. the motion itself was filled with pure elegance and grace.

”i- uhm, sorry,” you mumbled, your neck getting hotter as you lowered your head a little in shame.

the girl rolled her eyes.

even that was full of daintiness and fluidity.

she sighed the slightest bit, seeming to soften a little.

”it’s fine, i guess. just watch where you’re going in the future.”

she mumbled those words quickly before turning and walking away briskly, pulling out her phone and rapidly texting someone whilst walking.

the sharp clicking of her heels was the only thing heard in the crisp and cold morning air.

suddenly, your phone buzzed. you took it out, hands trembling the tiniest bit.

‎‎‎unknown number has started a chat !

07:54 december 19th, 2024

unknown number

where are you?

youre in class by this time.

read 07:54

unknown number

answer me.

read 08:01

unknown number

stop fucking leaving me on read.

read 08:04

you have blocked unknown number !

…

your block was successful !

𝟴.

22:39 december 20th, 2024

unknown number

youre going to regret this so, so much my pretty aconite.

im going to pick all your petals off.

one

one. <3

your message was not able to be sent ! you may have been blocked by the recipient . if not, please try again later . if the problem persists, please contact customer support .

𝟵.

a few days had passed since you had blocked the number.

now you sat in class, chin placed in the palm of your arm. you felt eerily drowsy, but knew it was just because of how bored you were. the teacher droned on and on about some sort of math formula. you didn’t bother listening, knowing it would only make your head hurt if you tried to understand what was going on.

you were snapped out of your sleepy daze when the teacher said something about a “group project”. she said there would be groups of three or four, and that groups would be predetermined, but you could request to be put in a group with someone else.

the person sitting in front of you passed you the slip to request to be put into a group with someone.

you passed it to the person behind you after realizing what the slip was for.

you just had to be assigned a group project in the class you had no friends in. it could’ve been in literally any other class, but no, instead it was in the class where you barley knew anyone.

you didn’t put anyone on the slip because you barley knew anyone in the class, and the people you knew probably were already going to put someone else on the paper.

you put your head down in your arms, closing your eyes, listening to the erratic chatter around you.

what you didn’t notice was that, on the slip, someone had already put your name down alongside theirs.

𝟭𝟬.

you sighed softly, finally done with school for the day. you opened the door to your house, and were hit by the strong and unmistakable aroma of your favorite meal.

you stepped into your house, closing the door quietly and setting your backpack down. you greeted your mom, who greeted you back. she stood in the kitchen, cooking your favorite meal.

”can you go to the store for me? i need salt for this, but we ran out,” your mom stated, gesturing towards what she was cooking.

you nodded silently, turning to leave. you opened the door, closed it, and started walking to the store.

upon entering, you couldn’t help but notice how empty it was. usually there were at least a few other people, but right now you could only spot around four.

you walked around the store but, even after ten minutes of sauntering around, couldn’t find the salt for some reason. maybe you were going blind or something.

you decided to ask an employee, timidly walking up to one and tapping him on the shoulder.

he turned around, bright purple eyes meeting your own. a scowl, which didn’t quite seem to fit him, adorned his pretty face. his hair was a dull shade of purple, and light wispy bangs fell on his forehead. his skin was extremely clear and pale like porcelain, and looked as if it could shatter any second. the resemblance to a doll he bore was uncanny.

”what?” he snapped, glaring at you through his bangs.

”uhm, sorry to bother you, but, uh, do you.. do you know where the salt is?” you asked, fidgeting a little with your fingers.

he let out a long, deep sigh.

”yes. follow me,” he muttered, already walking towards the isle.

you followed in suit.

𝟭𝟭.

tentatively, you looked up from your hands to see who was in your group.

the first person you laid your eyes upon was a girl with light blue hair tied into an elegant and sleek ponytail with a black ribbon with golden streaks. she had a small beauty mark under one of her eyes, which were a pale shade of blue, matching her hair.

sitting beside her was a guy who was a bit taller than her. he had green eyes and messy honey-yellow hair that was tied into a ponytail with a scarlet red ribbon.

you moved your gaze to the last person.

he seemed oddly familiar, like you had seen him somewhere before. you couldn’t quite remember where though, maybe at park or store?

he had feathery bangs which fell down his forehead in a almost perfect matter. his hair itself seemed to be styled in a jellyfish cut of sorts, and was a dim shade of lavender. his eyes matched the color of his hair, and were narrowed to form a scowl on his pretty face. his skin was eerily pale, almost like porcelain.

the boy who you were just looking at let out what seemed to be an annoyed sigh, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes at something.

the blonde boy spoke up first.

”so, uhm.. hi. i’m thoma.”

following in suit, you all said your names after him.

thoma spoke again.

”do you guys have a phone number or something we can use to contact each other with for the project? i already have ayaka’s, so i just need you boths’.”

scaramouche shook his head.

”i don’t have access to my phone right now,” he muttered, still scowling

”oh.”

”we, uhm, we can use instagram or something to message each other?” you said, the slightest hint of nervousness lacing your voice.

”sure,” ayaka said.

scaramouche and thoma nodded in agreement.

you all wrote down your usernames on a piece of paper.

once you got home, you took out your phone, typing all their usernames into the search bar and following them one by one. after doing so, you added them all to a group chat.

𝟭𝟮.

you have started a chat !

18:12 december 27th, 2024

you

@.lookingforthoma

Hello.

@.hidingfromayaka

🤑

@.flowers4sc4ra

hi. ig.

@.hidingfromayaka

LMAOO WHY IS UR USERNAME THAT

UR ALWAYS SO EMO BUT NOW

”FLOWERS4SC4RA”

LMOA LMOA

@.flowers4sc4ra

shut the fuck up.

you

pls stop

@.flowers4sc4ra

sorry. ig.

@.hidingfromayaka

OMFG

HE KIST

USYT

JUST

SAID SORRY

TO U

SHEJSHWJAHAAKAKWK

you

okay anyway

there’s two parts on the project

i was thinking we could split up into teams of two and then each do one part or smth?

idk man 😭😭

@.lookingforthoma

That sounds good.

@.flowers4sc4ra

ok.

@.hidingfromayaka

i call dibs on working with ayaka 😛😛

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𝟭𝟯.

you stood in front of his house’s door, rocking back onto your heels and then up onto your toes, nervous. you clutched the bag you were holding—of which was filled with notebooks and various school supplies.

you were anxious, waiting for scaramouche to answer the door. it had only been a minute, but to you it felt like ten.

you couldn’t shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen. you didn’t know why or how or when or where, just that you had a bad gut feeling.

but you shook it off, knowing you had to work on the project.

all of the sudden the door opened, slamming against the wall in a violent manner, making you flinch a little, torn out of your thoughts.

you glanced at the doorway, laying your eyes on the indigo-haired boy.

”uhm, hi,” you mumbled, swallowing nervously.

”hi,” he replied, voice and face blank; devoid of any emotion, “uh, d’you wanna come in?”

you uttered a small okay, walking inside after he shuffled a little to the side.

“we can work in the living room, i guess.”

you nodded silently, following scaramouche as he walked to the living room.

upon arriving, you placed your bag—which you had been clutching so hard your knuckles had turned white—down. you both sat down on the ground, and, after taking your things out, started working on the project.

scaramouche was sitting slightly behind you, doing his part of the project. once every few minutes, he would lean his head over your shoulder—face almost touching it—in order to see what progress you had made.

your heart beat much, much faster every time he did it, face getting hot.

and of course that didn’t go unnoticed by scaramouche.

around an hour after working on the project, you asked scaramouche where the bathroom was.

”straight, then go left,” he said. he didn’t even glance up at you as he told you where to go, just continued writing on the notebook splayed out in front of him.

you got up, walking out of the living room and straight like he said.

only problem was you didn’t quite remember if he had said to go right or left after going straight.

you decided to go right, and came across a door. assuming it was the bathroom, you opened it.

you really wished you hadn’t after you saw what was inside.

𝟭𝟰.

after you had opened the door and seen what was inside, you really wished you hadn't.

inside there were hundreds and hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of photographs. they were plastered all over the walls, overlapping each other. they covered the ground, the walls, the ceiling, everything. the only things in the room besides that were a bed, a desk, and a computer monitor, which was lit up.

the bright screen blared at you, enticing you to come look.

the monitor displayed pictures of a house, probably running from security cameras or the like.

but it wasn't just any house, no.

it was your house.

your room.

your kitchen.

your living room.

your fucking house.

a wave of dizziness and nausea hit you. you felt sick to your stomach, leaning on the doorway for support.

then you heard something clattering behind you, falling to the floor.

you looked behind you, eyes wide.

scaramouche was standing there, frozen. he had dropped his phone to the ground, which had a photo of you working on the project opened on it.

”why the fuck are you in my room?” he burst out, almost yelling at you.

his room?

you became even more still than you were before, if that was even physically possible.

”y-you- your room?” you uttered, voice audibly shaking.

scaramouche just glared at you, hands fisted up.

then he took a step toward you.

you, in turn, stepped backwards.

the slightest rusting of paper was heard—presumably some of the photographs getting crushed underneath your feet.

he walked closer.

you backed away.

it was a vicious cycle which eventually ended when you bumped into a wall. some photographs fell down to the floor from the motion.

scaramouche cornered you in, staring at you with an unknown glint in his eyes.

it was a combination of everything you had made him fucking feel—obsession, anger, lovesickness, loathing.

he leaned in towards you, mouth almost touching your ear from how close he was. his hot breath fanned across your neck.

”well, since you’ve already seen everything, there’s no point in letting you leave now, hm? not when you’re right where i want you, my beloved aconite,” he whispered, pulling away. scaramouche grinned.

he stared at you with a mixture of emotions in his eyes, but the most prominent was limerence.

“you’re finally all mine. my aconite.”

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vinecradle · 1 year

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OMG – they keep on asking me, "who is he?"

pairing :: scaramouche x fem!reader

summary :: wanting to go back to your dorm from the library, and accidentally leaving a friend's book there not knowing she has the intention of making you give it to someone she's trying to set you up with, a note inside with your number. without anyone realising, the book is in the hands of someone else, and you then wake up to a message from an unknown number.

genre :: modern setting, high school au, social media au, strangers to friends to lovers, slow burn-ish, secretive relationship, kind of a streamer au (ending)

warnings :: some angst, cheating (nothing involving scara), mentions of alcohol, lots of cursing, sunshine x sunshine protector trope

status :: on-going, no scheduled updates

official playlist :: is linked here!

notes :: started 24 january 2023, time stamps dont matter unless i state otherwise, taglists are open just send an ask! somewhat based off nwjs' omg

profiles :: not safe for art students | dottore hate club

ACT I – you're a ghost, you're supposed to be dead.

01. the naive girl (✿)

02. locked eyes

03. a sudden idea

04. the master plan

05. girls night out! sort of.. (✿)

06. healing

07. the book (✿)

08. an unknown number?

09. same interests, okay

10. the end of an era (✿)

ACT II – it's nothing, i just wonder if i ever cross your mind.

11. the sudden meeting (✿)

12. a helping hand

13. inazuma class?

14. the confusing actions

15. communication is important (✿)

16. what was once mine, will be yours (✿)

17. the approval of a friend

18. lack of energy (✿)

19. distancing

20. the real name, kunikuzushi. (✿)

ACT III – i don't want to be your girlfriend.

21. the diary locked inside (✿)

22. a spotify playlist?

23. and it benefits me

24. the friendship we've built (✿)

25. cornered (✿)

26. what do you mean, i'm an idiot?

27. the time taken

28. a night alone with mcdonalds

29. in need of rest

30. the realisation (✿)

ACT IV – i want to be important to you.

31. the talk (✿)

32. we're graduating soon

33. what do you mean, it wasn't supposed to be him?

34. the lingering feelings (✿)

35. just an excuse

36. i'm not my own, he says

37. the comfort, the peace (✿)

38. i'll wait for you, a month, a year, even a lifetime

39. love stored within (✿)

40. the new page (✿)

ACT V – i'm glad god created you.

41. the graduation party (✿)

42. i love you, now, forever, and always (✿)

43. the safe place

44. college, streamer (✿)

45. the love of my life (✿)

-> bonus! im yours (✿)

#genshin fluff #genshin imagines #genshin impact #genshin impact au #genshin au #genshin impact smau #scaramouche smau #scaramouche x female reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #high school smau #modern au #kunikuzushi #wanderer #wanderer x reader #omg vinecradle smau #genshin modern au #vinecradle

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morose-melodies · 1 year

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high-school sweethearts|yandere! ajax x reader

summary: ajax, an exchange student, was your friend in high-school, who dreamed of taking you back home to snezhnaya with him <3

content warning: mentions of murder, abduction????

your body met the ground with an unexpected thud.

"I fell again," you mumbled, your palms scraped from you trying to not hit the ground, just as you were trying to stand up, a pair of hands helped you up.

"heh, I saw you fall," ajax snickered, before backing away slightly, as you began to examine your body for any more injuries.

"I can't do this anymore," you said, your voice shaky as you look down to your bloody knee, "don't give up so soon, (y/n), you've barely even begun."

ajax kneeled in front of you, his hand taking hold of your ankle as he leaned towards your wound, at first you were unsure if what he was doing and then, he licked it.

his tongue ran across the wound slowly and you winced, placing a hand at the top of his head, prepared to push him away, "stop that... it's weird," you grumbled as you pushed him away.

"(y/n), dont you know that spit heals wounds faster?" ajax gave you a faint smile as he stood up, his tongue running across his bottom lip.

"I know... just don't do it again," you looked at your palm as ajax went to grab the skateboard you fell off of, "alright! how bout' we go get something to eat?"

you paused to think about it, glancing up to see the sky was darkening and you were supposed to be home before it was dark, "I don't know..."

"aw, come on, (y/n), I'll make it quick... it's just that I'm starving, I don't th-"

"okay... we have to be quick about it though... my parents will be upset if I'm not home soon," you shuffled towards ajax, the wound in your knee throbbed in pain.

"come on! we don't have all night~" ajax took your hand into his and began leading you to the nearest convenience store, his thumb massaging your hand all the way until you entered the building.

even after the two of you entered, ajax wouldn't let go, his hold on you tightened, you grumbled as you tugged your hand back, just for him to hold your hand tighter.

"hmm... how bout' you get first picks?" ajax smiled, releasing your hand and watching you roam up and down the aisles, he needed to know what you liked eating, so he could get as much of it as possible before bringing you to snezhnaya wi-

"I'm tired... and not really hungry," you leaned on the wall, you knee slightly bent as you waited for ajax to pick his food.

"(y/n)," he whined as he approached you, "you've gotta eat... even if you are tired, I can't have you collapsing on me at school."

you shifted to the side, towards a bag of chips and reached out to take them, "you have to buy them for me," your lips twitched into a slight smile as ajax nodded in agreement.

you grabbed the bag of chips and ajax took note of the name of the chips. he followed after you, watching as you pulled the hood of your jacket over your head.

ajax took a short stride towards you and grabbed your arm, "I'll buy anything you want... don't steal anything," he hissed before releasing your arm, watching as you lowered your head.

ajax then picked his food and the two of you reached the register and payed for the chips and left. the two of you walked down the sidewalk, towards your house where he'd drop you off.

ajax wrapped an arm around you and you stilled, narrowing your eyes at him as you pushed away from him.

you never really liked public affection- you never really liked affection at all. it made ajax wonder about you, why don't you like affection?

it was completely dark out by the time you made it home, you thanked ajax before going in and calling it a day.

...

"stop coming here so early," you grumbled, your eyes barely open as you walked out the front door. "we gotta get to school early-" ajax began but you cut him off, asking, "why?"

"so we can catch up before class, of course," ajax said in a matter-of-fact tone and you said nothing in reply as the two of you began walking to school.

you weren't aware but... ajax had been staring at you throughout the whole walk, with hearts in his eyes.

once the two of you got to school, you went to class and sat down together in the back... but somthing was off.

"can I copy your homework?" you asked and ajax nodded as he pulled his homework from his bag and set it in front of you. you took it and copied it, being sure to add small mistakes to make it seem like your own work.

somthing was wrong...

you put your pencil down and looked over at ajax, who was staring blankly at you, "do you have... candy or somthing, I'm hungry," you asked and ajax nodded, slowly, almost suspiciously,

"what? you didn't eat breakfast or somthing?" he asked as he pulled a bag of chips- your favorite chips, out of his bag and passed them off to you. he made sure to bring you somthing to munch on during the day, so you had a reason to come to him.

you mumbled a weak, "thank you," before you began eating the chips. the classroom was almost empty. you and ajax came to school earlier than most students, so, of course, it was almost empty,

even then, something felt wrong...

you paused and looked up at ajax, pulling your hand out of the chip bag, a confused look on your face, and ajax smiled, as he wrapped his hand around your wrist and licked the chip dust off of your hand.

"hey, stop that!" you shivered in disgust as he pulled away, wiping your hands off, onto his pants before asking, "do we have an exam this week?"

childe nodded. his face flushed, as he stared down at his thigh- his thigh that you touched. he felt his body become warm, as his blood flow increased.

you felt yourself calm down, that's it? you had gotten all paranoid about a forgotten exam?

"did you take notes or something" you asked as you dragged another chip from the bag, and he nodded as he beg to take out his notes for you.

he sat his notes in front of you and watched intently as you flipped through the pages of his notebook, he couldn't wait to take you home with hi-

"stop lookin' at me like that... it's weird," you said, your eyes narrowed at ajax as his eyes widened, and he looked away, "heh, i must still be tired... didn't even notice I was staring at you," ajax laughed, nervously, hoping he wasn't making any odd face at you.

students began to come into class and ajax sighed, glancing over to you, to see you looking at him, "you said a while ago... you're going back to snezhnaya next month?"

"oh, yeah," and you'll be coming with me, "ill miss you, that's for sure," ajax made a kissy face at you, and you frowned at him.

"stop being so weird..." you said, before passing him his notebook, "... I'll miss you, too."

he felt his heart throb inside his chest, his blood flow increased and his face turn red. how could he possibly respond to that? you'll miss him? that clearly means you care about him... "I'll be back." he excused himself to the bathroom, to calm himself down.

...

no, somthing is wrong. somthing is truly wrong. somthing is very wrong.

somthing is wrong.

Jackson, one of your classmates, was found dead in the boys' bathroom.

and ajax was the murder.

you were sure of it and your heart felt tight. you had been avoiding him since Jackson's body was found.

you remember, during lunchtime, you were going to the bathroom and saw ajax walking out of the boys' bathroom... Jackson's body was found only five mintues after ajax left the bathroom.

... it couldn't possibly be a coincidence.

not to mention all those filthy comments ajax made about Jackson when finding out he'd been picking on you, "ill kill you, do you want me to?" "he won't dare get away with making fun of you."

it had to be ajax.

who else could it have been?

this was wrong...

you bit your lip, hard, as ajax approached you and stood beside you, standing extra close to you, all the students were told to stay in the auditorium until everything had been dealt with.

"what'd you have for lunch?" he asked. how could he? a student had just been murdered and he was asking about lunch.

"nothing."

"huh? why not?" he asked, as he began to unzip his beg, preparing to give you some chips to fill your stomach.

because I felt sick when realizing that you killed Jackson. "y'know... because someone just died, I don't fee-"

"ah, don't give me that, here," he handed you a bag of chips, "eat these."

you held the chips in your hand... what to do... who to tell... what to do...

your heart was beating fast and you felt sick to your stomach. you handed the chips back to ajax, "hm? you don't want em'? why not?" ajax questioned as he put them back into his bag.

... ah.

you know. you must know about what he did. well, there's no hiding it now. ajax grabbed your hand and pulled you through the crowd of students, ignoring your fussing.

the two of you made it to an empty hallway, but it didn't stop there, he took you past the hallways and led you out of the school, "whew, I think all the sadness in that auditorium was rubbin' off on you," he joked with a small chuckle.

you were stiff, as you stared at him.

"anyway, we're leaving," ajax pointed at the car in the parking lot, "that's our ride."

you shook your head, "no... I'm not going," you were scared of him, your best friend. "huh? what do you mean... you're not going?" ajax frowned, as he glanced back to the car that was coming close to him.

you were silent, as you took, small, unnoticed steps away from him. "hey, where do you think you're going?" ajax grabbed you after you had stepped noticeably far away from him, "come on," he said as he opened the car door and got in, and gently tugged you in.

you tried to pull away from him, but with one forceful tug, you were in the car and the door had closed.

the car had begun moving.

"no! I said I don't want to leave," you grabbed ajax's face and squeezed it, "I said I didn't want to leave."

ajax smiled, hard, as you squeezed his face, "I couldn't help myself any longer," he admitted, "I've thought about... taking you home with me for a long, long time now, (y/n)."

you stiffened and your eyes widened, "what?! I'm not going anywhere with you! whats wrong with you?!," you then tried to open the car door but instead you were hit with somthing which caused you to go limp.

...

you woke up to a cold breeze brushing past your cheek and a cold hand holding yours, "hey... hope you're not mad at me... sorry about hitting you so hard," you heard ajax speaking to you, his hand squeezing yours, he sighed, "really, I didn't mean to hit you so hard... i didn't even mean to hit you at all... it's, like, my hand just raised and hit you on its own."

your eyes opened to see that you were on a... ship!?

you tried to sit up and pull away but ajax was sitting beside you with his legs in your lap, "calm down.. I won't hurt you... i- I guess I was a little abrupt with things, huh? sorry about that... but I'm too far in to back out now," ajax said, as he let go of your hand and grazed your cheek, slowly.

"w-what? where are we goi- oh..." you realized what was happening and where you were going. you were going to snezhnaya with your murder of a best friend.

ajax moved his legs from over your lap and pressed his cheek against yours, "we're going home, together. my family's gonna love you, (y/n)."

#yandere x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere #yandere scenarios #childe x reader #tartaglia #tartaglia x reader #yandere childe #yandere tartaglia #modern genshin au #modern genshin impact #genshin high school au

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demon-kumo · 8 months

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𝔸 𝕃𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕐𝕠𝕦, 𝕄𝕪 𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕣

◛˚₊· ➳ 𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

◛˚₊· ➳ 𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: 𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙 𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕝 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕦𝕕𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕪 𝕧𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕝 - 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕤.

◛˚₊· ➳ 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝕊𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕊𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕪/𝕤𝕒𝕕 𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖, 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖, 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕙-𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

◛˚₊· ➳ 𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕣𝕖: 𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗, 𝕄𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕟 𝔸𝕌

◛˚₊· ➳ 𝔼𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤. It’s just a word, right? To be in a state that contains nothing. It was a short word that was no different than any other that could be written on a piece of paper. Yet that word, that single infuriating word, held so much power over the indigo-haired boy who walked through the white-tiled halls of the high school. The famous scowl that always seemed to be permanently attached to his face was only a facade to hide the feeling within his being.

Scaramouche was a boy known to have a high ego and a venomous tone that was like a snake. His dislike for humans seemed to run so deep in his veins that no one would dare approach him, except for those who were stupid enough to think they had a shot with him.

Scaramouche wasn't always like this, he was once a boy named Kunikuzushi who was more innocent and gentle than a baby bird who hadn't flown from the nest yet. Yet, after the betrayal of many - he made his heart colder than ice to the point where many thought he didn't even have one.

The eyes that were the color of dark lilies held a glare toward anyone who tried to worm their way into his heart, spitting insults with his sharp silver tongue. He knew better than to let anyone in, they would just leave him with an empty feeling once more.

He claimed that he had no heart, that the empty space in his chest was no bother to him at all - yet behind the electric purple eyes and beneath the elevated pride and cold attitude, there lived loneliness.

He was popular actually, considering he was exceptionally smart and had the looks of a perfectly sculpted god, and yet no matter who approached, he knew they only saw the surface of him - they didn't understand anything about him and wanted to use him for his skills and looks - nothing more. Everyone was a liar and betrayer in his eyes.

Well, almost everyone. It all changed the day he found a note in his locker.

That day was more horrible than usual, and he didn't know why - maybe because it was raining or it was the fact that someone tried to one-up him in class or maybe it was all of them. An extra angry stomp in his step caused everyone to skedaddled before he could yell an insult at them for staring at him.

Opening his blue locker, which he thought was one of the ugliest shades of blue he had ever seen, he slammed his books into it, almost missing the small paper that fluttered to the floor like a leaf in the wind.

Perfect eyebrows drew together in confusion as he bent down to pick it up. It wasn't like he wasn't used to receiving things like sugar-coated confessions and suggestive flirting but it had been the first time he had gotten a letter.

His name was written in beautiful cursive yet there was no sender on the front or back of the envelope. Thinking it was inside, he lifted the flap of the lilac envelope took out the white paper, and opened it up, turning his back to the lockers and leaning on it as he read through it.

His dark purple eyes which seemed to hold no light started to shine - a light that was once there reappeared in a beautiful swirl as he read through the words that were the sweetest and most genuine thing he had ever heard.

In the letter, you didn't confess anything but instead wrote about how you saw him, how you saw past the mask of a prideful demon and only saw a lonely angel. Telling him, that no matter what anyone said you would remain there with him and that you hoped these letters could be a way to escape the lonely reality that he lived and provided him comfort.

After that, a routine was formed, throughout somewhere in the day a note would somehow find its way into the locker at the end of the day. At first, he thought he was being punked and that everyone was waiting for the moment to humiliate him, however by the time two weeks passed the notes still didn't stop and they were still gentle and loving. At that point, he felt like he could trust the mysterious someone who left the notes in his locker - finally believing that someone does care for him.

The words of kindness and warmth he always wanted to receive would be written in pen on the letter. He kept all the notes in a box, whenever he fell down in the dump he would look at those notes and be reminded that someone was always there for him. Then there came the point where he finally got over his embarrassment and left a reply in his locker and started to converse back with the secret admirer that wormed their way into his heart.

The notes made him feel like he was finally able to be genuinely close to someone. The notes made him finally find the thing that could fill the void - the sender with no name made his heartbeat.

That is why he couldn't wait for the day to come to an end and as speed walked his way to his locker, not have to worry about anyone seeing him since the school was mostly empty by now. With his bag slung over his shoulder, he jogged over to his locker with a small excited grin etched on his face. He couldn't wait to read about how your day went, or your interesting hobbies, or your jokes that actually made him laugh.

As he turned the corner of the hall, his movements came to a halt as he saw someone standing in front of his locker, his eyes widened at the unfamiliar person standing in front of the school lockbox. He couldn't see their face but their form was stunning, the uniform fit their body perfectly as their (H/C) fell over the sides of their face and hid their eyes. However, it wasn’t their looks that caught his eyes - it was the note in their hands, the same lilac envelope that was always found in his locker was in their tiny hands.

Could it be... was it actually you?

The sight made his grip on his bag loosen as the obnoxious sound of the bag clattered to the floor rang through the hall with an echo following it caused you to jump, and with a turn of your head, your gorgeous (E/C) eyes connected with the dark amethyst ones of the boy.

It was only a moment but it felt like time froze for Scaramouche as he caught the small glimpse of your eyes - they looked like they held a world of sorrow and happiness. Just as he was about to open his mouth and ask something, you turned on your heel and dashed down the hall as fast as you could, the lilac note fluttering to the floor just like it did the first day he had received one.

"Wait, no, hold on!!"

His call for you wasn't answered with a reply or action as he chased after you while picking up the note that fell on the ground. Chasing you through the building while calling after you didn't make you stop as you finally made your way out the doors through the school with him following you.

However, the minute he burst through the school doors and exited the building - he couldn't see you anywhere. He panted as he leaned over a little, hands on his knees with the note still in his hand. His heart pounded like it never did before, even though it hurt to see you run off like that he actually got to see who was the one sending him the letters.

And gods were you gorgeous, the thought of being able to find you in school the next day was all he needed to have hope as the large smile etched onto his lips. He was going to find you and finally ask for your name.

Looking at the envelope in his hand his heart warmed up, wondering what could be written inside this one - they were never consistent, they were all different whether it was a funny story, complimenting something he did, or comforting and asking him questions if they thought something happened. However, one thing that would never change was the loving words written in each one.

He brought the letter to his lips as if kissing it with no movement as he sighed and took in the natural flowery scent of the paper.

He would cherish this letter like all the others - however, the only person he would ever admit that too is you, whether it was in person or a letter.

#genshin impact #modern au #high school au #secret admirer #wanderer x reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x reader #wanderer #wanderer x y/n #wanderer x you #Kunikuzushi x reader #kunikuzushi x you #genshin impact fluff #scaramouche fluff #genshin impact x reader

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springsmile · 9 months

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GENSHIN HIGH SCHOOL AU — kazuha is high as fuck and keeps lookin atchu 👀 *QUICK IN BETWEEN BLURB*

your eyes meet.

oh, fuck. shit.

it wasn’t intentional— well, no, it was. did he notice?

you chance another glance— fuck. they’re burnt red, so is the sclera. what do they say? once is a coincidence, twice is you’re a fucking thirsty creepy stalker?

he scoots over in your direction, and your palms begin to create the world’s largest man made puddle in the world.

he’s high out of his mind. he’s close enough to conspicuously study the peculiar paleness of his hair, and the tight tie that holds it in place.

he’s still looking for your eyes that you’d torn away in your utter embarrassment.

“hey, did you want a hit?” he shamelessly lifts his cart in the air. you splutter—luckily, the class is rowdy enough to conceal your sheer bemusement.

“kazuha—jesus christ.” you breathed, wretching his arm down, whilst you watch him with an unconscious grin sliding across your lips.

“so you don’t?” he tilts his head to the side, adjusting the collar of his dress shirt. “oh, you wanna buy?”

you swallow anxiously, his eyes watch the bob of your throat. you chose to ignore that. it couldn’t mean anything—no, it was inconsequential. maybe it rang as loud as it had in your ears.

you chose this battle. “yeah, uh, do i zelle ya?”

his smile is lazy, and his words carry an soft, unstable lilt to them. “nah. you can test the product first.”

you raise your eyebrows. “so you let anyone just try a free ounce of your shit?”

he snorted, his head craning back in a gentle chuckle. and when his gaze returned to yours, something sultry flitted across his face.

“no, [name]. that was my mistake. i meant that we’ll test the product together.” his eyelids fall halfway, and he leant in closer—you can smell it on his breath. oreos he must’ve infused weed into. somehow.

your eyes flit around your acting class apprehensively—were you getting weird looks? did it look like the most sensual drug deal ever was taking place?

he nips this motion in the bud, taking your jaw in his palm. his eyes are soft. cotton soft, but still shining with recognition.

“that was a flirtation. we’re gonna get high together, and… i’m confident you’re smart enough to figure out what’ll happen next.”

“oh.” you’re blinking rapidly. oh. oh. those were stares of reciprocation. he made the first move— like you’d ever—

“[name]?” he murmurs into your ear, before laying his temple on your shoulder. “did i frighten you away?”

your lips curl. cute.

“no. i was just wondering what i’m going to tell my boss on saturday.”

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melshome · 1 year

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"happy birthday, you worm."

cw fluff characters scaramouche/f!reader a/n hehe, it was my birthday yesterday, so this oneshot is for a special occasion!! hehe this oneshot was kind of short, and i wasnt sure how to end it well, but i enjoyed writing this!

also note: you and scara are friends, but you two just don't talk irl!!

happy readingg~!

"Happy birthday Y/N!!" Lumine throw herself onto you, squeezing you tightly.

"Ah.. thank you.. But I'm kind of.. dying here.." You manage to say. She immediately remove herself off from you.

"Haha, I'm fine, but thank you!" you chuckle.

"Did you get any presents?" Lumine asks. Ayaka walks up, and also wishes you happy birthday.

"Thank you Ayaka~ And not yet. I ordered Enhypen's new album, and it's coming around the 22nd of may or something," you smile when Lumine and Ayaka smile, and starts talking about it with you, but you drift off into your own zone. You look around the classroom, when you notice Kunikuzushi staring at you from his group of friends.

You quickly turn back, right when Ayaka and Lumine ask you which photocard you want. The day goes by quite normally. The moment when you make eye contact with Kunikuzushi is still replaying in your head, but you go through most of the day. Your homegroup teacher, some of your elementary school friends and all of your friends from your class wish you a happy birthday.

Third and forth period goes by, and soon it's lunch. As you're walking to your locker, a bit behind as you were waiting for your friend, Bennet, you notice Kunikuzushi was looking up at your direction, but when looks back at his locker.

You just walk to your locker, thinking he was just looking for his friend. When you've put your books on the shelf in your locker, you hear your name being said from behind you. You have a feeling that it's Kunikuzushi, his voice is recognizable.

You turn around, and he's standing there, with your favourite kind of m&m packet in his hands, holding it towards you.

"Happy birthday you worm," he says, looking at you. He whispers the last part, but you heard him. You glance at him, and at the m&m packet. You smile.

"Oh, thank you.."

He walks off, and you turn back to your locker. One of your classmates, who's locker is next to yours, asks if she can have one.

You nod your head, but as you're putting the rest of your stuff away, you feel yourself tearing up.

He was the first one to give you a gift, even your parents haven't given you a gift yet. It was quite a surprise too, you weren't expecting him to give you anything, and since it was from him, you felt so happy. He barely talks to you during school, and since he gave the m&m's to you, you felt so happy. You wipe your tears, and open the packet. You pour some m&m's into your classmates hand, and she thanks you, and walks off.

You offer your friends some m&m's, and once you put it in your locker, you're still crying. As you're walking to the gate, you notice Kunikuzushi out of the corner of your eye. You turn to his direction, and notice that he's staring at you. Once he saw that you're looking at him. he gestures for you to follow him. You do so, and you two are standing there near the library.

"Ah, Kunikuzushi, thank you for the m&ms, they really made me happy for some reason," you smile at him.

He nods his head.

"I heard you cried? Your friend told me, what was that about? Are you okay?" He asks.

You're surprised from it. Him being concerned for you? That's.. You just fell for him even more.

"Ah, no no, it's fine! I'm okay, I don't know why I cried, I guess I cried for no reason," you chuckle awkwardly.

Kunikuzushi stares at you, before holding out his hand.

"Huh?" You ask, still wiping your eyes.

"Give me some m&ms," he says, looking straight into your eyes.

You smile, taking out the packet of m&ms from your bag.

#genshin impact #melshome #genshin impact fluff #genshin fluff #genshin #genshin modern au #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche genshin #scaramouche #wanderer genshin #wanderer fluff #wanderer #wanderer genshin impact #genshin highschool au #high school au

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shanieveh · 1 year

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HE WAS SUNSHINE, I WAS MIDNIGHT RAIN...

scaramouche x gn!reader smau

you put down your phone and jammed on your earphones that sounded like nostalgic memories. Songs you associated with the people you first shared them with, people who already leave or you left. You didn't choose to go, but what can you really do when time is always against your side.

It's no exception for him. but this one hit all the much harder. You had your confession letter that responded to his wonderful one you made just yesterday night. It was an 8 page long essay of how you loved him too. But you can't dare give him that, not when there's no chance.

Letters are meant to haunt people in their dreams. It reminds us of what has passed and the present we are currently facing. You argued very much about this request to move out of town. For years, you fought and fought, but you knew that young fools like you can never win against the elders. It is but a joke of the unfair reality.

And so you have accepted your fate, there is no need for closure over the past. But maybe if you were given a chance to love him, you would do it. Right, this time.

And so with that letter you planned to give him, it was now but yours to keep. Yours to be haunted every night. And perhaps you deserve it a little bit, you should've communicated.

or maybe...

He should've understood.

You should've said your thoughts.

He should've cared about your stance.

Your mind always finds a way to blame you, and always find a way to blame him. But none of that matter when the ties are cut and the flame went out. You thought of chatting him online or somewhat, but it can never be the same as before. The minute he confessed, there was no turning back.

The same touch, the same feelings, the same scaramouche. Perhaps maybe he would respond and you'll talk but it was far from it. He's already blaming you for everything, he already hates you. And he deserved much better than someone who can't even see his face. He maybe even despises you.

He had every right to do so. No matter the pleasantries or forced acceptances, time will past and he'll grow to hate you. But you'll never grow to accept that.

And with that you look on the road as a new view appears, one that you are unfamiliar with. First love hurts so much, especially when you break the better man's heart.

BACK TO DECEMBER—masterpost || flashback 2

SUMMARY: you were childhood bestfriends with scaramouche, and with many unanswered confessions and one sided goodbyes, you both meet again, but now he wears a cold glance even turning agressive when his eyes wander yours, and it all came down the day he became the top of your class, beating you and rejoicing in success. his smile was because of your pain. maybe you could turn back time where promises actually never broke, and love was a beautiful thing.

TAGLIST: @yukiipc @wanderchive @user11918163805279 @gekkow @moon-320 @meowmeowmau @mine-lu @sunaaa

#scaramouche smau #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche #scaramouche x y/n #genshin impact #genshin smau #genshin social media au #genshin impact smau #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #scaramouche angst #genshin angst #genshin fluff #genshin high school au

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saigawrites · 1 year

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Title : Genshin characters as highschool students part 2.

Some things I forgot to mention in the first part😭.

Warnings : Mentions of vaping.

Characters : Jean, Lisa, Ayato, Ayaka, Yoimiya, Thoma, Amber, Heizou, Mona.

Tags : crack, fluff, general headcanons

Scaramouche absolutely violates the dress code, sees no point in it and always fights with whoever tries to scold him for it.

Venti either does follow the rules, or doesn't care about them at all.

Kazuha follows them but can wear a sweater/hoodie over the shirt sometimes.

Jean is the strict school patroll worker, the one who goes to every classroom to check on students outside look, if they have fake nails, makeup, or wear something out of the uniform rules. Scolds the students, but tries not to do it harshly, as she still cares about them🥺. Would never ever write someone to the list of consistent "bad" students,(yes we have those) unless it is something very serious.

Lisa is Jean's sly and more kind follower, who doesn't scold students nor follow the rules herself. She would literally violate all of the rules, but get nothing told in her address because of her status. The one that the students admire and call iconic.

Amber is the girl who confidently submits herself as the school president, wins all the hearts of the school and confidently wins. She is the really active school president who always tries to add something new and fun to those boring passing by school weeks. Like a no backpack day, or a themed party, she will always try her best to make education fun and cool for the students. Also the one you can always come to if you need help, or want to confess something. She will always support you.<3

Ayaka and Yoimiya are the two very popular bestfriends, both having connections and relationships with all the hype in the school. Yoimiya is that type of friend to always seek adventures and journeys and drag Ayaka along with her😭. Ayaka is comfortable with it, but just sometimes Yoimiya can be too much... The popular kids that are not mean and would always go out of their way if you need help. Yoimiya doesn't follow the dress code perfectly, but she tries, believe me. Ayaka follows it religiously, she would rather get in trouble with Yoimiya than to get scolded for the dress code.

I can see Ayato as two types of people. First, the more serious helper of the president, or second, a Math teacher that everyone has a crush on, even if sometimes he can be an asshole... Like you know those types of teachers that are nice, but strict at the same time? He's one of those. He teaches well, and communicates with his students well, but can and WILL demand excellent grades. The one to always scare you with talking about the upcoming tests and exams, saying that he will not help you during them. Though on the same tests won't take your phone away, or bat an eye when you try to look up the formula in the book or on your notes. Huh, where were your words about not helping us, Mr. Ayato?🤔.

Heizou is the drama expert, the journalist of your school that always asks too much questions. Hangs out with Venti in the bathrooms, vapes and one of those vapers who can't live without their flavoured air at least for 1 minute😟. Bro trades the single taste that he has with the whole school, really be oversharing that bacteria🤢. That one student who is always too interested in your private life, the wrong one giving you the right attention😭. Heizou spontaneously violates the rules of the dress code, wearing a hoodie above the shirt from some cool ass brand just to flex in the school.

Mona is that one astrology girl who always tries to advertise her tarot readings just to earn some money. The one who can never buy anything in the cafeteria, and always asks if she can take a bite from your food. Takes the biggest bites anyone has ever seen, literally eating half of that small ass food you bought💀. The girl that never goes to PE, somehow goes loose with Childe and always wants to play volleyball with someone.

Thoma is either a kind cafeteria worker or the friendly technician. The one to have special bonds with certain students and always greet them. The type of cafeteria worker that if you beg enough and complain enough can get you free water or even some food, but will get scolded by his colleagues if he gets caught. Would actually listen to your menu recommendations and cooking advice seriously, he would always try to upgrade his cooking quality just for you.

Phew, this was a lot. Some of them are quite short, and I'm sorry for that!! I'm literally writing this at night, so I'm kinda tired and maybe uninspired😩. I think a little bit of them might be too OOC, but pls bear with me!!!

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jinhua-shu · 1 year

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OVERTHINKING, Scaramouche/Wanderer x GN!Reader

PART 1: OVERTHINKING

PART 2: HIS POINT OF VIEW

PART 3: HELPLESS

PART 4: THE AFTER-EFFECT

PART 5: I LOVE YOU DUMMY

It’ll all go down hill if the other party decides that he is not interested in pursuing something further with you. it will all lead to something sad. like you for example, aren’t you overthinking, assuming, being overly anxious of what has happened between the connection with the person whom you’re talking to? Let’s all calmly and sadly face the truth, that not everyone wants to be with us and etc. because, no one bothers to stay even when we’re at our lowest, there would always be that one person whom will just glance and look away at you. there would always be that one person who will simply, just stop to see what’s happening and walk away. there would be someone who will not care less of what you’re feeling, and simply intentionally ignore you. Leading to whatever feeling you’re feeling.

* *

It has all begun, when you had enough courage to talk to your crush to show him that you’re interested in him, only for it to backfire.

Scara isn’t really a person who you can keep conversations with, he’d simply brush you away or ignore you, but suddenly he started replying to your messages.

which gave you a bit of hope. but you had also hoped that you did not fall for that stupid shit. Being in the same Group Chats as him made you delusional, whenever he chats you’re there swooning at his cold replies towards your group of friends.

you’d hit the reply button the instant he texts something in the GC, only to be ignored completely, which made you even more determined to gather his attention.

you’ll always go and complain to your friends on why you’re such a cupioromantic or why you’re such a hopeless romantic, in which made them become fed up with your delusions.

“ He has only seen my message! is he that speechless? “ ‘ Yeah, girl he is. ‘ ‘ No doubt he’s trying to think of ways to confess ‘

‘ He’s ignoring you for being a nuisance. ‘ “ ... “ that’s how everyday conversations with your friends go. two are feeding you DELULU and one is fed up and wants you to focus on yourself.

* *

Scara is seen walking down the halls cellular phone on hand, he seems to not be paying attention to where he’s going, ending up him stumbling backwards because he just bumped onto you.

grumpily regaining his footing he glared at the person.

“ Watch where you’re going. “ he spat out continuing to scroll down through his phone, you stood still trying to comprehend the fact that he just talked to you.. before squealing. Scara looked back at you in confusion and waved it off, walking fast paced towards the exit, Scara hummed to himself continuing scrolling through his phone, before stopping at the message notification, he grumbled. it’s you again, that one annoying pest that doesn’t even know how to get the hint. he sighed as he started typing a response, he seems to have an idea in mind.

completely getting carried away, he found that talking to you is quite refreshing. he found solace in your company. he would never admit it but he seemed to have quite a huge interest on you.

2 weeks has passed, and you’re feeling over the clouds, who would never know? that the SCARAMOUCHE has been talking to you for 2 WEEKS! amazing!

you giggled as you sat on your bed, hugging a penguin plush tightly before sending scara a screenshot of a lyric from a song.

[ Maghihintay ako Hanggang mapasayo ]

[ (translation) I will wait until I’m yours ]

scaramouche scoffs as he simply reacted at the ss you sent and typed a response

“ I need some time to think. “ and sent it to you. you smiled as you stare at his response for more than 2 minutes before sending another message.

“ Take your time “

you smiled happily without knowing the confusion and discomfort that will settle down in your heart the next day.

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( Y/N POV )

I woke up feeling giddy, I sat down on my couch as i opened messenger, to check whether he has replied nor seen it.. turns out he hasn’t read it so I spent all of my time, distracting myself by doing my homework and watching movies on Netflix.

bored. i opened my phone to see him online, i checked the conversation whether he has seen it, i shrugged as i find out he still hasn’t read my message.

couple of hours has passed. i am now staring at his icon with a green dot, below his profile. he’s online and he won’t reply? is he that busy?

i gnawed on my nails as i laid down on my bed. i shouldn’t worry too much, he must be doing something and left the tab open.

i sleepily closed my eyes as i fell into a deep slumber. It is the start. of my feelings downfall.

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waking up completely out of void, feeling like something bad is happening or coming, i sighed as I checked once more, before becoming disappointed. Feeling empty and confused, i am left with my over bearing thoughts that is eating me alive. ‘ Why did he show that he’s interested in me? ‘, ‘ why did he show that he cares for me..? why? only to leave me in the dust. ‘ i shook those thoughts away as i calmed myself down. ‘It’s going to be fine, it has only been 2 days since then, it won’t impact you that much.’ oh how i was completely wrong.

i stayed in my room wondering what could’ve happened if I didn’t fully show him my feelings towards him, if i didn’t really let him know of what i was feeling.

a bunch of “what if’s” a bunch of “Why’s” but never “ I shouldn’t have. “

i sobbed on my pillow feeling distressed, the gnawing pain that’s on my heart, the confusion that’s lingering on my brain. the exasperated breathing that i am doing to inhale oxygen.

He must be talking to his friends. He must be having fun or playing.. but in all honesty, why should I care, why should i have to endure all of this emotions, all of these feelings, when he’s not even mine.

i shouldn’t have messaged him, i should’ve just admired him from afar and let time make me move on slowly.

why does it have to hurt this bad? you’re not even mine..

why do i have to overthink?.. when you’re not even mine.

#scaramouche #genshin scaramouche #genshin angst #genshin impact #genshin wanderer #genshin scara #wanderer x y/n #wanderer x reader #kunikuzushi #kabukimono #scara x reader #scara x y/n #scara x you #wanderer x traveler #nahida #aunt nahida #genshin high school au #teyvat

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sl-vega · 2 months

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meet the bands!-introducing: 5WIRL

ꕥ scaramouche-part-time bassist and full time pain in the ass (according to you at least). He's the newest member of 5WIRL but already one of the most popular. Loved for his snarky personality and brutal honesty, he's gained quite the following. You don't know why he decided to join a band. He's some stuck-up rich kid who's already set for life, so why's he so into music all of a sudden? (you're totally not jealous about him being more successful than you)

♫ venti-5WIRL's vocalist and founder. Juggling his band and being part of the school band, what can't Venti do? He's the face of 5WIRL and the most popular member (scara is pretty close tho), Venti's a people person and a great friend (but not a reliable one). After hearing Scaramouche play for the first time, he basically hunted him down until he finally agreed to join. He may be multi-talented when it comes to instruments, but he'd much rather be playing with his friends than performing on his own.

🍁kazuha-the keyboardist and the songwriter for their original tracks. Kazuha's the sweetheart of the group, always being the peace maker whenever his bandmates (mainly scara) get into disputes. He's usually the one that has to break up you and Scaramouche's fighting, but he thinks the two of you could be really good friends if you just try. Hell, he thinks you guys could be even more than that.

⌕ heizou-5WIRL's guitarist and local detective. He joined the band 'cuz Kazuha wanted to, and he's been hooked since. He may have zero-interest in pursuing music as a career, but he takes the band seriously, and he's made some great friends because of it. He shares Kazuha's sentiment about you and Scaramouche. Except he's more vocal about the "more than friends" bit.

☁︎ xiao-the drummer and the "brooding, mysterious guy" of the group. He joined because he was impressed by Venti's skill, and because of Aether. The band doesn't hesitate to use Xiao's street-cred to their advantage (just ask 5WIRL and they'll tell you tons of stories about goth chicks tryna hit on him). He may seem distant and cold (well, he is) but he's a great listener and friend if you just give him the chance.

✧ aether-5WIRL's lovely manager and your ex (jury's still out on that though). He used to be the band's bassist before suffering from a serious injury due to his playing, he's recovered but he stepped down from the role and became the manager instead (because nobody is trusting Venti to book their gigs). As for the ex part, well that's a long and complicated story. But to summarize, the two of you are on good terms and you remain friends. Even though Lumine is convinced that he's still head-over-heels for you.

additional notes:

-MORE PROFILES DONE LET'S GO

-so proud of myself

-dropping a ton of lore in here

-y/n and aether being exes is a major plot point in this

-DRAMA

-but yeah i'm proud of these

masterlist

༘🎧⋆₊˚ෆ-MY HEART BEATS FOR YOU

Pairing: [BASSIST!] Scaramouche x [GUITARIST!] Reader

Genre: rivals/enemies to lovers, rivals to friends to lovers, fluff, crack (?), comedy, angst (?), slowburn, high school au, band au, modern au, social media au, smau

Or maybe even more?

(OPEN) TAGLIST: @featuredtofu, @levianamor, @danfelions, @thatoneswordgirl, @lolmeowing, @bananasquash, @xiaosantenna, @glxssmemories, @kaitfae, @mujiwuji , @peaceindreams, @peaceindreams, @freyao7, @rinquinq, @justpeachyteastea , @ladyninggs, @b2ne, @skyoverkill1, @scaradooche, @morallyrainyday, @adres-tia, @justadvena6, @agaygothicmushroom, @huanator, @seaofdata, @kyon-cherri, @aether-darling, @ukinya, @sketcheeee, @ibawa, @shutingstar, @eutopiastar, @kunimix, @wonderful-worlds, @ectomotive, @yourfavoritefreakyhan, @b4tm4nn, @h3xi2g0n3

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faetima · 29 days

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𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 . .

. . maybe you and alhaitham were just never meant to be.

// tws ; blood ! possible alluding to reader’s death? ; gn reader ; modern & high school au, hanahaki au

a/n: stan twice

unrequited.

you knew your love was of that nature, yet you couldn’t help but yearn for it.

for the delicate and feathery touch of the scribe’s love.

pining after him was no use, you knew. but, alas, what could you do?

he was the prestigious scribe, whilst you were a nobody, too meek to speak up to others, always uttering a small, “yes” to everything asked of you.

too shy to talk to people — terrified that you would embarrass yourself or leave a bad impression, or that you would wind up being the center of attention.

but, if you were so scared, why did you crave his attention?

every time you glanced around the classroom, fleeting gaze eventually landing on his soft grey and teal tufts of hair, and his turquoise eyes, flecked with specks of orange, you couldn’t help but wish as you stared at him, a stoic and indifferent expression plastered onto his stupidly pretty face —

wish that he could love you.

wish that he could hold you.

wish that he could look at you.

wish that he could know you.

but luck was never on your side, was it? for, you wholeheartedly expected your wishes not to be heard (and they weren’t), but lady luck had decided to make your life miserable — making the decision that having an obviously unreciprocated wasn’t enough.

and so she gave you hanahaki.

every day, as your gaze landed unconsciously on him, the vines curled around your lungs, gripping them.

flowers — fuchsia azaleas — tickled the back of your throat, being lodged there, making you cough a little.

and, alhaitham’s head turned towards the noise of coughing.

you froze, quickly collecting the petals in your hand, stuffing them into your pocket. your gaze instantly shot downwards, glued onto your notebook as your hand rapidly scribbled something down, pretending to be taking notes or writing or just doing something.

and, as you wrote, you felt monarchs fluttering in your stomach, heat rising up to your neck and face.

who knew that agony could be a little fun?

—

but, as the days grew, your heart made it clear that it did not desire “fun”.

oh, no.

the only thing it wanted was alhaitham.

and that was made evident by the way you were now crouched on the bathroom floor, on your hands and knees, coughing out bouts of the hot pink flowers to remove the giant lump in your throat and the tickling of petals in the back of it.

the azaleas hit the previously porcelain white and neatly polished floor with a disgustingly wet noise, and, as you opened your eyes the tiniest bit, you laid your eyes on the flower.

a seemingly freshly bloomed azalea, coated with your own blood, slick with your own mucus. it laid there, some of the burgundy blood dripping down and pooling around it, coloring the dove-white floor with a splash of red.

you sat there, blankly staring at the barbie azaleas flopped on the floor. they were still covered in blood for your throat. they’re the hundredth flowers you’d coughed up today, and you had a strange mixture of apathy and horror coursing through you.

the lump in your throat felt like a knife, and the petals tickle and tickle, causing you to cough and wheeze. it was getting harder and harder to breathe. you were exhausted — from both coughing up the flowers and also from feeling this fucking unreciprocated love. but, of course, the hanahaki wouldn’t let you stop suffering until your love is returned.

if only alhaitham would look at you, talk to you, acknowledge your existence in any way.

if only you would talk to him.

but, god, if it wasn’t hard to build up the courage.

he wouldn’t just come up and talk with you. why would you even wish that? why were you so stupid?

you hated yourself for it, wishing he would talk to you whilst not even interacting with him.

the truth was that the scribe intimidated you quite a bit, being stoic and indifferent, curt and formal to nearly anybody.

you tried to take a deep breath, but it hurt.

it hurt so, so much.

the fuchsia azaleas covered the piece of floor in front of you almost entirely, a horrific reminder of the disease that's destroying you from the inside.

while you had been thinking, the stupidly pleasant smell of the azaleas — a dainty and delicate blend of floral honeysuckle notes— mixed with the tinged irony odor of blood, wafted upwards toward you, giving you a whiff of a smell that made you want to wretch.

you should’ve gotten the surgery when you could — now it was far too late, you were going to die for sure.

you were beyond the point of saving.

—

you stared blankly at the sheet of paper which sat before you, trying to concentrate on the lecture your teacher was giving, but your mind kept drifting off.

you kept glancing upwards, and every time you did so you saw the lightest shade of grey there could be, like a thrush’s delicate feathers, mixed with sage green, perfectly complementing the scribes clothes.

yeah, maybe you should keep your eyes on the paper. looking at him made you watch to rip your throat out and cough your lungs out.

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you sat in your bed, curled in a small ball, fluffy white blanket bunched up around you.

the bright screen of your computer, extremely so, illuminated your face.

you didn’t particularly want to write this essay, and what would be the point? the stupid azaleas would choke you to death eitehr way, using you as a human flower pot.

you closed the screen with a harsh thud!, drowning yourself in complete and utter darkness as the abnormally bright light emitted from the computer was sucked away.

you hastily put the computer away, curling into a tight ball on your bed.

you awaited death, hot pink azaleas tickling your throat and dreaming about the scribe, his perfectness almost alien, like the condition deteriorating you from the inside out, like a withering flower.

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