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to that sweet anon who asked abt the gamer scaramouche continuation ... i'm so sorry (つ﹏<)･ﾟ｡ i've been trying every day to brainstorm how to write it but i feel like i'll ruin it if i post smth i'm not content with aaah but i don't wanna disappoint once i post and it doesn't reach your expectations !!!^&*#*

please stay patient waah i'm just as excited for the gamer scaramouche agenda but i need 2 do major daydreaming in class to come up with something i'm satisfied with ...... hehehehehehehe

ehhehehh the two lovelies in my inbox thank U !!!!! 💌💌💌^_^ !!! u dont know how much it gives me a confidence boost that people like the gamer!scaramouche agenda just as much as i do hehe

i’ve already brainstormed some confession ideas fufufu so we’ll see if i can execute them well ;0 i’ll do my best..!!!!!!

#coco speaks 🌷 #cries and dies and passes away

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do you support people with delusional attachments to kokomi, too? /gen ~kokomi irl))

+++++ i'm an asian high schooler so please don't expect perfect answers from me with questions like these OTL i guess i'm not as exposed to the internet as much as i thought i was considering that i didn't know what delusional attachments were before this, and i'm very uncomfy being asked if i support something created by a racist ... just an fyi thank U thank u ^-^ more elaboration below ↓

the term delusional attachments was made by a user who has a history of being racist, ableist, and accused harassment and racefaking .. ? i think it's clear that i can't support people who use this term while knowing what type of person that coined this term is. clearly, their information and morals on basic human concepts are twisted therefore i can't trust this term nor its origins

kinning and having "delusional attachments" are two different things i believe, and usually people who do one of these two have mental illness (me with my ganyu kin 💀) i'm no psychiatry expert, and i'm sure your wonderful traits are so potent that they remind you of miss kokomi herself !! <3 however if your delusions are getting to a point where they are affecting your health - physically, mentally - please prioritize your health and see a professional.

tbh i had no idea what delusional attachments were until this msg, but i just read some sources abt it earlier to answer this! all the websites seem to have common info, so i have a complicated feeling abt it. i think i need to learn more abt what delusional attachments are, so please let me know if i've misinterpreted anything -- i'm willing to learn ^_^ !!

#coco speaks 🌷 #delusional attachment

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date with kokomi = +9999 energy <3 _ <3

#LOL CAPTION #so true op #genshin impact #sangonomiya kokomi #genshin fanart #kokomi #genshin

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shes a collector

#genshin impact #kokosara #kujou sara #sangonomiya kokomi

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kokosara am i right

#kokomi's face????!.&*^%& #Me and who…? 😉😉🏳️‍🌈 #kokosara brainrot #genshin impact #kujou sara #sangonomiya kokomi

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ehhehehh the two lovelies in my inbox thank U !!!!! 💌💌💌^_^ !!! u dont know how much it gives me a confidence boost that people like the gamer!scaramouche agenda just as much as i do hehe

i’ve already brainstormed some confession ideas fufufu so we’ll see if i can execute them well ;0 i’ll do my best..!!!!!!

#ily anons !!!!! sm hehehhehe #coco speaks 🌷 #coco mail 💌

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gamer!scaramouche / reader

headcanons・includes cursing, league of legends terminology 💀

ੈ‧₊˚ you just thought scaramouche was one of those smart kids who hung out w those “harbinger” kids (or wtv they call their little squad…)

ੈ‧₊˚ scara seemed like a not speaking unless spoken to kind of person, but you quickly learned he was one to bite back easily — hence why a relationship between you never bloomed

ੈ‧₊˚ however, your friends childe and signora—two who hung out in scaramouche’s clique—invited you to a discord server to play league of legends with them and a bunch of other people. you knew a fair amount of how the game worked from your older sibling, so you said yes !! … Hehehehe …

“—motherfucker lost a fucking turret within the first three minutes of the game what a fucking dumbass how did you invite people to play with you yet manage waste all of our time bruh i don’t even have as much hours on this game as you do but i’m still better than you who do you even play with..who has the patience to play with you—“

ੈ‧₊˚ …above was what blasted in your earphones as soon as you joined the group call …

ੈ‧₊˚ ................. ( ･ᴗ･̥̥̥ )

ੈ‧₊˚ and now you have to worry about screwing up and being a potential losing factor. Oh How U Love Men Who Play League Haha..

ੈ‧₊˚ signora and dottore welcomed you despite the … white noise occuring in the background, and you patiently waited for their next game to end while listening to the apparent pro gamer’s scoldings to childe lol

“ok now that they’re in the game, what lanes are we taking guys”

“i’ll take top lane … signora take top too—“

“yeah don’t leave that mf alone ever—“ “bruh stfu already”

“alright, i can take mid.”

“yeah dottore can handle mid alone, so i’ll take bottom.”

“..but who’s y/n going with?”

“……..”

ੈ‧₊˚ you felt your palms sweating against the keyboard and mouse as you took bottom lane with scaramouche, who you had never talked to before—and who you had just witnessed reprimand childe brutally on his poor league skills

ੈ‧₊˚ if childe spent more than enough time on this game … how much more nagging were you—a person who only watched their sibling play—gonna get?!

ੈ‧₊˚ as childe and signora argued during the game with dottore acting as a “mediator”, not a single word peeped out from either you or scaramouche. only the sounds of spam clicking and scaramouche’s occasional huffs of frustration (towards you or the other team, you don’t know) were heard

ੈ‧₊˚ you felt your hands stiffen and sweat, your brain was racking up strategies, tips, and tricks that you could remember from the past gameplay you’d seen

ੈ‧₊˚ even with all the obnoxious chatter from your other teammates, it felt as if you were being assessed, every move you made being watched — from the way you used your main’s attacks disorderly to the way you just spam clicked to attack a turret !!!?!

ੈ‧₊˚ it was at this moment when you realized you never wanted to touch league again, interact with scaramouche, etc all due to the hawk’s eye you felt from him. it was enough to make your face feel like it was on fire—a casual player bottom lane-ing out with a berating, experienced player

“…” “mf signora doesn’t know where top lane is where tf are you—“

“…” “HUH i’ve literally been in the lane this whole time you just havent seen me because your dumbass keeps trying to travel through jungle ” “LMFAOOOOO”

“…”

“…”

ੈ‧₊˚at this point it felt like scaramouche’s silence was pricklier than his constant bashing. you didn’t know which one was worse, but—

“YOUR TEAM HAS DESTROYED A TURRET!”

“bruh isn’t this y/n’s second turret destroyed..!? scara what the hell are you doing, and why are they carrying you lol”

“shut the hell up, i’ve been killing the enemies while they destroy the turrets”

“lets gooo you and y/n are a better duo than you and childe that’s for sure”

“...yeah, why didn’t you mfs invite them to play with us before huh?” and with that, scaramouche let out a breathy laugh. it sounded proud and accomplished, a sound so contrasting from his berating towards childe. you felt your cheeks heat up, not because of your embarrassment this time but how wonderful it was to hear. your chest tightened for a moment at how that quiet, snappy kid seemed to put his guard down around you. you never needed validation from anyone, but receiving it from him was .. was .. was 😵‍💫!!?!?!?

ੈ‧₊˚ and scaramouche let out that laugh bc of … bc … bc of … of … you !!??!!?!?! YOU ?

ੈ‧₊˚ ever since then, you've been hopping on calls whenever you could with them. if you guys played league, it was an unspoken agreement that you and scara would play in the same lane. eventually, you found him dropping casual, subtle praises whenever you got some kills in or destroyed a turret. in return, you found yourself teasing the self proclaimed “god-sent clutch” more and more, finding out his weaknesses that sent him beyond flustered

ੈ‧₊˚ even when you weren’t playing at your best, scaramouche wouldn’t berate you for it like you think he would. he would reassure you (in his own way) with words like “mf it’s fine just get your ass back here” or “wow now the pressure lies on me to do your job of carrying us smh”

ੈ‧₊˚ your little gaming group soon ventured out into games other than league, like lighthearted farming games, sandbox survival games, or you’d all join a call to watch childe get the shit scared out of him when foxy came running through the hallways of five nights at freddy’s

ੈ‧₊˚ you and scaramouche started texting and calling privately when no one else was online to join the minecraft realm signora had paid for. it started out from little dms inquiring about what time the group would hop online, to conversations needing help with school homework, until you both started calling each other separately—where it was just you two enjoying whatever you guys were doing during those calls: destroying other teams in rounds of bedwars duos, doing homework together, or staying up until 4 am talking about things you were sure scaramouche wouldn’t let anyone else hear besides you

ੈ‧₊˚ it never occurred to you that gamers had their own way of showing affection … until scaramouche happened. you caught him doing little things in the group calls that made your heart explode, whether it was constantly killing you to hoard out reactions of you, letting you and only you into his minecraft base, only saying yes to playing roblox: royale high if you asked, so on and so forth

ੈ‧₊˚ you didn’t want to take these actions too seriously. after all, he was just a gamer boy, nothing else, and you were sure he’s done this with everyone else in the group—how else would he have gotten close to the people in your gaming group now besides teasing them too? plus, you weren’t really sure if romance was on the first thing on this boy’s mind. all he really had it going for him was his skill in gaming, top of the class grades, and you were sure he was going to follow his mom’s paths in careers regarding leadership

ੈ‧₊˚ it was only when dottore had come up to you after school to ask if you and scaramouche wanted to hang out. you were a little confused, yes you and scara grew closer but shouldn’t he just ask him himself?

“i can hang out after school, but why don’t you just ask scara? i don’t know his agenda.”

“oh alright, i just assumed you guys would be together or something but just meet us at wanmin”

ੈ‧₊˚ … he just assumed you guys would be together or something? what the hell is that supposed to mean

ੈ‧₊˚ another out-of-the-blue occurrence was when signora started giggling at you after scaramouche dropped you guys off to your class, since his was a few rooms away

“ehehehehe”

“huh”

“you know scara waits until the last minute to get to his classes? he never walked with me and childe to class before and just played that stupid something-impact game on his phone”

“okay..? are you implying that i’m a good influence on him or what”

“hehehehehehehe”

ੈ‧₊˚ from interacting for the first time online to talking every day at school, you knew that your relationship with scaramouche had most certainly bloomed

ੈ‧₊˚ but when the snappy kid who usually bit back at anyone seemed to soften up around you, when the boy who had his claws out in defense was fine with you brushing your hand against his, it made you wonder

ੈ‧₊˚ could you win him over? not as in victory and he’s a game, but a trophy you could clasp to take care of, to treasure, to hold? could scaramouche be yours? with all the advantages and weaknesses you knew against him, was it possible to hear that breathy laugh of his again? was it possible to always be the cause of his sounds of joy and pleasure?

ੈ‧₊˚ it felt like a game, but not in a way where you play until you’re bored and move on. it was a game of chess, and you hoped to checkmate yourself into his heart <3

endnote this wasn’t supposed to be this long LOL but as you can tell, i am entirely whipped for gamer scaramouche hehe ^_^ yeah Yeah yeah this is definitely not based on real experience lol Hahahah…... anyways !!! i love scara the hc of him being a gamer makes me so !(!,$:$? literally like that would mean he’s good with his fingers. Like .!,!?$$/!? im combusting

#genshin impact #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #the balladeer #gamer scaramouche

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ghostin

scaramouche / reader / kazuha kaedehara・angst

AS RARE AS THEY WERE, there were inazuman nights when the raiden shogun wasn’t casting down her divine thunder throughout the evening. there were nights when there was not a single storm in sight to brew up white noise for your bedtime rest. as rare as they were … there were silent nights in your motherland of inazuma.

in these rare occurrences, there were nights that the indigo blue night sky appeared to you. the gentle cast of the moonlight and its array of stars were present to lull you asleep. the wind chime’s bells hanging from your window frame would gently sway from the soft breeze, and it would be then that the image of a traditional large hat that was accompanied by its jingles came to your mind.

it was during these peaceful evenings that you’re all the more reminded of your soulmate that was meant to be in another lifetime:

the current sixth harbinger, the balladeer, scaramouche — kunikuzushi.

it was during these peaceful evenings that your heart was anywhere but near peace, and you could only imagine your ribcage closing in on your fragile heart. the indigo blue sky was only a reminder to the locks of hair you would routinely brush your fingers through, yet they slipped out of your life quicker than you realized. those hoaxes of stars would always send you back to fuzzier times when the only problem between you and him was debating on the truth of the heavens and galaxies above. even with the shutters closed to block out the night time’s reminiscent beauty, the bells of the wind chime sung of his constant absence.

by the time kazuha woke up, he’d see your pillow stained wet, your cheeks glistening from all the tears shed, and the inevitable snot running down your nose that showed how emotionally demanding your heartache was. if worse came to worse, he would catch you at the bedside lantern, reading letters that were not written by his own hand covered up in creases, rips, and your tear drops. ah, if only you know how the sight of you makes his own heart crease and rip.

he knew how much scaramouche meant to you—hell, he had watched your love story with his own eyes. you were the one who taught scaramouche to live, laugh, love instead of resorting to load, aim, fire. in return, scaramouche was the one to steal you away from the prison that would soon become inazuma. scaramouche was the one who possessed everything in the entire world, and possessing everything meant having you. scaramouche had you, and he had everything to give you.

compared to him, kazuha had nothing to spoil you with. he was a runaway, a wanted criminal in his homeland, a wanderer who possessed nothing but his poems, passion, and his past. even with his absence, scaramouche still made his presence known in your shared home simply through the heavy showers of your tears. even when the skies were clear and all that shone was the moon and stars, it still felt like a rainstorm was stirring as memories flooded back.

if only you knew how kazuha longed to be the one that your heart and mind orbited around. kazuha wanted to rewrite your agonizing associations of clear nights. kazuha wanted to be the one you thought of when the clouds shied away to show off the moonlight. kazuha wanted to bring the melodious beauty back in the wind chime he gifted you. kazuha wanted to express his love to you, even if he couldn’t do it through material means.

kazuha simply just wanted you.

as he stood up from bed to be at your side, kazuha knew he would have to wait. he would have to wait until the stars in your eyes twinkle again and the harmony in your voice comes back. until then, the bells of the wind chime would continue to sting your heart ache. the indigo blue sky would stay reminiscent of his hair, his eyes. the stars free in the sky would still be bound to the memories you shared with him. until then, the peaceful nights in inazuma would stay to belong to you and only you and your past lover, with no room left for anyone else.

endnote it’s been a while since i’ve written fanfiction TT i don’t know how i feel abt this one considering it’s short + i read angst, not write it !!! i dont think i like this very much ahfhfh i debated switching kazuha and scaramouche’s role as well but i hope i wrote it well enough for you to fall for the relationship you built with scara, yet still feel sympathy for kazuha’s one sided relationship cries

#genshin impact #genshin oneshots #genshin imagines #genshin angst #scaramouche x reader x kazuha #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #kazuha x reader #kazuha

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two things i cannot stop thinking abt !!!!

1 kokosara and how i wish to be like them

2 gamer scaramouche fufufu

#coco speaks 🌷 #genshin

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ever since i found this post i haven’t been able to stop thinking abt it . kokosara is so !!,!)/), i love wlw 🌷🌷🌷there’s just something abt this ship !!! i dont know what it is but ive been so fixated on it since patch 2.0 😵‍💫😵‍💫 !?

i think i really like it bc it delves into the contrast of kokomi’s soft gentle appearance. the fact that kokomi most probably has a “dark side” !?!? i love that concept a lotototlt

the portrayal of the ocean too — the vibe that inazuma gave to kokomi and watatsumi was very lighthearted and soft, which is super different from the last image. i like the fact that the ocean and kokomi’s hydro powers can be seen just as vicious and ruthless as the shogun’s army :3

https://twitter.com/astruma2/status/1423462071245627392?s=21

#coco speaks 🌷 #genshin impact #kokosara