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https-furina · 10 months

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okay okay so, since im already on the angst train and i want to hurt myself today, hear me out:

you and your lover are out doing wtv and you're ambushed and then, naturally, you guys fight the enemies right?

okay so you get hurt and youre losing a lot of blood and your lover realizes this and is completely heartbroken bc you dont have much time, the wound is deep

so um yeah the reader dies in their lover's arms basically, with albedo, heizou, kazuha, wanderer, xiao and kaeya

theres so many characters im curious abt so please take your time mwah

(ps: i will not pay anyone's therapy okay i need it myself, my condolaences for hurting you)

✎ i wasn't ready to say goodbye [various men - part one]

ft. albedo, aether, heizou, kazuha, wanderer, xiao & kaeya x fem!reader

content: do i need to say angst? i'm so sorry. major death + blood warnings. implied that reader can handle a weapon in most of them - unspecified if reader is a vision holder. hurt with absolutely no comfort. semi-spoilers for scaramouche/wanderer's story (end of the sumeru archon quests.)

notes: we added aether last second in the discord bc we summoned aki ( @kazumist - aly wanted you tagged ) some of them are awful and ooc i'm so sorry - officially managed this in just over 24 hours!

albedo treasures you more than he cares to admit verbally. it shows in all of his acts of love through physical means, lingering touches and making sure you're warm whenever you visit him on dragonspine. he hates you visiting him as much as he loves you - it's merely because it puts you in extreme danger every time. there's the temperatures, the wildlife, the lack of oxygen and of course, there's the monsters lurking around every corner of the inhabited mountain.

as the chief alchemist for the knights of favonius, there's always a warrant for albedo's life one way or another. the fatui are eager to stop his research - or steal it, maybe both.

there's a silence except for the howling winds that circle the snowy mountain. you're struggling to breathe, to get the sharp air into your lungs as you lowered your sword slowly. not far away, your boyfriend is finishing off the final fatui soldier, blood splattering onto his sleeve before he turns to face you. is it just you or does albedo look even more beautiful right now? you furrow your brows in confusion. albedo looks like he's seen a ghost, colour flushing from his face when he rushes forward. your knees give way under you and he barely manages to catch you in his arms, kneeling as he lets you lay against him. "bedo, love?" you mumble, unsure as to what's happening. you can hear the roar of your blood in your ears, your heart is beating whilst the adrenaline still pumps through your body. albedo hushes you softly, pupils dilated when he looks at your wound. "h-how do you feel?" his voice cracks when he asks the question, a gloved hand applying pressure to your side. you wince, the adrenaline is starting to fade and you feel faint. there's a cold sweat glistening on your forehead when you look down at where albedo's hand is, seeing the blood seep through your clothing. it's albedo's turn to watch your expression drop, your world starting to spin and mix together when the adrenaline is gone and you're aware of what happened. it feels as if there's a lump in your throat but when you try to cough it up, only blood spills in a small trickle out of your mouth. "love-" there's another cough, the blood is running down your jaw as albedo's hands start to shake. he has no means of saving you out here, you're nowhere near camp and he can't leave you here while he gets help, "i want to go home..." your voice is weak, trailing off and albedo isn't sure if he should let the tears brinking his ocean coloured eyes fall as your breaths become raspy. chapped lips open and close, trying to find the words to reply to you but all he can muster is a weak "we're going home, dear" when your chest ceases to rise again. his breathing is jagged, clutching you close to him as if you’ll disappear for good when he lets go.

aether clings to you like ivy to a brick building. you give him hope in this search for his twin sister - one he's beginning to think is failing, day by day. you reassure him, that bright smile and sparkling eyes setting him on the right path. he's certain he would have gave up ages ago if it wasn't for you. but aether realises that he is constantly in danger. you love to adventure with, crossing the rolling hills of mondstadt and gawking at the grand mountain peaks of liyue that pierce through clouds.

it was only so long before he faced the repercussions for so willingly letting you travel with him, tearing his hope away in the blink of an eye.

"a-aether?" your voice is wavering, aether is confused. you've been travelling with him for so long now, what could possibly have scared you about some hilichurls? but he turns to face you, blade at the ready - ready to protect you. his eyes fall on the arrow lodged in your chest, your eyes wide in fear as you stare at him in panic. it was already too late to protect you, he'd failed himself. aether drops the sword in his hand, paying no mind to how it clutters on the gravel below you both when he's rushing forward to ease you to the ground. you're stable - awake but for how long? you're in shock, it's going to fade and you'll succumb to the blood reddening your attire. aether swears lightly under his breath, unable to look you in the eyes out of pure guilt; this was his fault, he hadn't protected you. now not only had he lost his sister, he'd lost his partner too. "it hurts to breathe," you mumble, your eyelashes are fluttering gently. the sun behind aether is starting to burn at your eyes, "aether why are you crying?" the blond isn't even aware of the salty tears that glisten in the sunlight when they roll down his cheeks, dripping off his jaw and onto your shoulder where aether has laid your head onto his lap. it's comfortable, just as it always is. on days where you needed a break from walking, aether would often let you lay like this under a nearby tree. the thought makes aether choke out a sob. you smile sadly. "you can't leave me too," your hand cups his cheek, thumb weakly stroking at the tearstained skin when he hiccups, "no, this isn't fair." there isn't civilisation for days and he can't keep the arrow lodged in your chest nor does he have the means of stopping the blood if he pulls it out. aether is at a loss, unable to do anything while he watches the damage done to you internally take you from him beneath his own hands. "hey, you'll find her." you sound so certain, just as you always do and aether watches that positive spark die from your eyes when your breaths turn to rasps and he finds himself yelling at your body - at the sky, at anybody! he yells and yells, hoping someone listens to his cries for you to wake up. wake up, please.

heizou believes that of all the cases he's cracked, you're his favourite. he's read every line written into your skin as you age, the blemishes that litter your body and tell tales untold. you were his favourite mystery but now he had you like a stained glass window, beautiful and on display. although as a detective, heizou has destroyed many more lives than he is keen to admit. his suspects have families - lives, presumably before he has them in jail or worse, life sentence.

their families are hurt, angrily in denial that their own blood could commit such vile atrocities. heizou took something precious from them, what was stopping them from doing the same to him in an act of revenge?

heizou is more than used to his routine of coming home to you, being able to drown in the comfort of your arms after a long day of work. he's disturbed by the front door being open but albeit it's the peak of summer in inazuma, the humidity is drowning you, especially if you're not native to the islands. you're not quick to greet them when he steps in however, in fact he can't even see you. the house is untouched but the silence is deafening. "i'm home," heizou calls out, brows knitting together when he doesn't hear you chime his name back excitedly, "love?" the silence is killing heizou, it's unlike you at all but then he hears it, the meek sound of you calling his name out back. it sounds like you're in the bedroom and with a relieved smile, heizou finds himself heading to find you. but verdant eyes fall on the red smeared on the walls, staining the bedsheets and pooling around you. the relief is gone and his body is tense with dread as he drops the case files he'd been holding, quick to kneel with you and hug you close when you reach for him. "what happened?" his voice is panicked, he's barely breathing when he feels your blood soak through his clothes. he's searching you for your wound, shaking, "love, answer me." your chapped lips open but nothing seems to come out, you feel cold to the touch and all you can do is stare up at heizou. you knew the moment you was attacked that this was it for you but your biggest fear wasn't death, it was heizou. it was your witty detective, keen and full of intuition that he prides himself in; it was whether you'd see him one last time before your heart put in its final beat. heizou doesn't take your inability to speak lightly, letting out a flurry of curses that makes your brows furrow in distaste. you wasn't fond of him swearing when he got stressed but as you watch a tear fall down his cheek, you know you can't argue about his tongue anymore. he has every right to be mad when your bloody hand reaches up for him, the warm palm of his hand quick to grab your hand and coat his fingers. "i love you," you mumble, raspy and heizou is quick to shake his head - conserve your energy, "don't cry please." "you're not allowed to leave me," he chokes out, his lower lip tugged between his lips as his spare hand presses on your wound to try stop the bleeding. you wince but heizou doesn't lighten the pressure in fear, "i'll find who did this." your lips curl up at his words and heizou leans to press a kiss to your forehead, which is clammy and covered in a light sheen. by the time he pulls away, he's the only one left breathing in the room. heizou's shaking hands cup your cheeks, eyes darting around the room when he doesn't quite know what to do. he's used to this - the blood, the smell, the touch of a lifeless body but not when it's you. not when it's the love of his life. he wails in anguish, the taste in his mouth bitter when he swears revenge on whoever took you from him.

kazuha took his time warming up to you when you first met. you didn't blame him, you'd heard the tale of his late friend from captain beidou when you first came onboard the alcor. but your patience with him warmed his heart quicker than expected, leaving you inseparable as you travelled with the crew. even on land, kazuha was joined to your hip. he claimed he was there to protect you and that excuse expanded tenfold when you started dating.

he should have never taken his eyes off you, simply searching for firewood shouldn't have consequences like this.

when the last treasure hoarder falls limp to the dusty ground, kazuha finds himself enveloping you in his arms, eyes frantically scanning your face for signs of pain. you're unresponsive, eyelashes shut but your breathing is shallow while your body fights the unexpected blood loss. "fuck," he whispers, much out of his comfort zone when he's trying to find exactly where your wound is. your blood is staining his skin, getting under his nails where it'll haunt and remind him of what happened for weeks, "y/n? love?" your brows knit as if you can hear him but he's unsure if you're just reacting to the pain. your body is most likely in shock and kazuha is running out of time before the shock fades and you're left in excruciating pain until your last breath. the thought makes kazuha feel sick. he was gone for at least ten minutes, how did he lose you so quickly? he shouldn't have told you to stay at camp by yourself. you'd offered to go with him but kazuha trusted you'd be safe without him, even just for a few minutes. his face turns sour at his own thoughts. how foolish had he been to think you'd have been safe without him? "i-i love you," he stutters out, voice cracking as he presses a kiss to your head, burying his nose in your hair when he tries to blanket himself in your scent - begging to the archons that he'll wake up in bed, "come on, let's go back to the alcor, beidou will get help." he's speaking to you in the softest of tones, his voice hushed as to not disturb the silence of the countryside - or attract more unwanted attention. carefully, kazuha raises himself to his feet with you in his arms. he sees tomo in you for a moment, forcing himself to swallow when there's a suffocating lump in his throat. by the time kazuha has stumbled back to the alcor, beidou rushing over with her face void of colour, your heart is no longer thudding against your ribcage. kazuha will never again hear your heartbeat when he lays his head on your chest or feel your pulse in your wrist when he grabs hold of you.

wanderer figured it was foolish to fall in love after all he'd gone through. what was love when you've been betrayed so many times before? when the archons have so harshly ripped the ones you love away from you? he likes to scowl and shun the premise of love until he met you, an adventurer from the guild assisting in vahumana darshan commissions. you would stubbornly strike conversations up with him, following him as he walked away until he finally caved and would reply.

was it foolish to fall in love or rather was it foolish to place his fragile trust back in the hands of the archons?

his ears are ringing, was mawtiyima forest always this loud? no, it's not even loud - it's silent. the silence is buzzing in his ears, driving him insane as he watches you cough blood onto the dirt. you'd been tasked with clearing out the treasure hoarder camp within the glowing forest - but wanderer isn't stupid. to let you do that alone? he'd be a mad man. but now he isn't too sure if he should have tagged along. would it have hurt him less to find out you'd passed away out on a commission through the guild? or is it hurting less to watch as you splatter that precious red that you humans rely on all over the ground? wanderer finds himself barely able to utter a word. that's rare, he usually has something to say in that stark, rude tone he never explicitly dropped. it made him cold, it stopped people approaching and getting close. why didn't it work against you? "w-why are you looking at me like that?" you croak out, pupils dilated and staring at him in concern. he's as pale as the snow on dragonspine but the tip of his nose is a pink hue as tears well up and sting at his widened eyes. he's not crying, he refuses to cry - he puts it down to not having blinked for a while. so he blinks but you're still hunched over, impaled by a polearm before him. he finally moves forward, kneeling carefully to the side of you as you let out a choked sob, your hands gripping his cold ones tight in yours. he's confused, what did he do to deserve it this time? he didn't ask for this existence in the first place. cursing under his breath, his eyes land on your sword on the floor. it's worn, getting dull and wanderer questions if you was unable to protect yourself properly. no. he didn't protect you properly and the archons saw an opportunity, another jab at his curse of an existence. his eyes dart between you and the blade, then the polearm that isn't welcome where it is. you wince, hiccuping as you wail into the silence of mawtiyima forest. your vision is falling hazy in between the blur of your tears and you're struggling to keep your eyes on your boyfriend's familiar face. "no, no, no - don't go," wanderer panics. it's the first thing he's said since he offered to join you on this commission, "don't leave me, not you too." you let out a sad laugh, coughing blood once more as your breaths get shorter with every one you take. wanderer feels sick, the tears are falling down his cheeks and he can't deny them anymore. there's a last breath, raspy and suffocating before your body falls forward into his arms, limp like a doll. wanderer screams out into the night, hands clutching at the guild's uniform you would proudly wear. how many more times was he going to witness someone getting hastily robbed from him?

xiao keeps his distance, even as your beloved boyfriend that you struggle to be away from for extended periods. you were stubborn, believing he didn't have to succumb to his karma as an adeptus. no matter how much he would shuffle away, he could guarantee you would shuffle after him until he no longer moved away. you still gave him his space - you knew you could find him at wangshu inn.

or if you really needed him, in the midst of the night for a multitude of reasons, you could say his name.

there's a lump in xiao's throat, what the fuck happened? one moment he knows he hears your hurried screams of his name, there's a shrill panic in your tone and he's alert in seconds. he thought you was perhaps in danger but when golden eyes see how you're leaning back on a tree, blood soaking your shirt - and your blade, he realises the danger is gone. and in all of your stubbornness, you had defeated the danger alone but put your life on the line as a result. you smile at him weakly, his footsteps silent as he rushes over to your side. "i got it, don't worry, love." you sigh, tilting your head back on the bark. xiao scowls, you're losing consciousness from the blood now, it's starting to pool beneath you and run down the cracks of the bark behind you. this isn't a minor injury and yet you hadn't called for him sooner? "we need to get you out of here - morax- zhongli- he can help," he barely breathes in between his words, swallowing at the tight feeling in his throat when your eyes are closing, "keep your eyes open, please." his beg falls short of no one's ears other than his own and the stars above. xiao stops breathing himself, holding his breath when he hurries to press the pads of his fingers to your neck, your wrist, anywhere he can try find a pulse. but there's nothing, your body is still warm and xiao pulls you flush to his chest when tears begin to fall down his cheeks. "keep.. them open. please." he repeats in a whisper, nudging his nose against your head as he buries his face into your hair. he's begging in hushed whispers, words disappearing into the strands of your hair in silent prayers.

kaeya was the one who chased you first, lisa's darling library assistant. he'd never spent so much time in the library in his life, other than crepus' own library at the winery but he wasn't much fond of that collection. he isn't much fond of the knights' collection either, reading the same book every day. jean occasionally entrusts you to handle matters in the valleys of mondstadt, to which kaeya is quick to always interfere and say that he'll go with you.

history will always repeat itself until the lesson is learned and an innocent soul has to face the reality.

thunder booms over head, followed by a distant crack of lightning that illuminates the dark sky above mondstadt. kaeya is stood, motionless as he looks at you. his eyes are distant, there's a vacant look about him when the blood is running down your bare legs and mixing with the rain. you're both soaked but your clothes are staining red where a mitachurl's axe caught you in the side. the blood is coming quick and heavy, there isn't time for kaeya to get you back to the city. this scene is familiar when you fall to your knees in the mud, hands holding at your side for pressure. suddenly, your hair is a bright shade of red. is kaeya about to stand and do nothing for a second time, when history is repeating himself right in front of his very own eyes? he swallows but it's difficult, rushing to your side. you're losing consciousness but your eyes are scanning his face. the sun kissed skin, the worn leather eyepatch and his messy blue ponytail that now looks like waterfalls cascading around his face. you smile at the thought. you should visit the waterfalls of mondstadt when the weather picks up so you can gawk at them. "baby?" it comes out of his mouth, barely audible above the rain, "say something - are you okay?" you almost throw back a playful retort but your vision is darkening around the edges and you're grasping to what sight you have left to look at kaeya. your vision blurs when tears threaten to spill - are you scared? you open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out. kaeya's gloved hands cup your face, pressing his forehead against yours. "stay with me, love, i can't lose you," kaeya's frantic and his words are jumbling when he panics, "we'll stop the bleeding and take you to sister barbara-" kaeya pauses when he notices you haven't blinked despite the rain falling onto your face when he pulls his forehead away. there's a distant look in your eyes, the light has faded and he can't feel the hot, struggled breaths you was taking against his skin anymore. a flurry of angered swears leave his lips and he's careful when he carries you bridal style to the dawn winery. it's the first place he thinks to take you, back to his brother who can't bear to see kaeya stood in the rain again with blood drenching his clothes from the long walk to the winery's front door.

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scaranation · 1 year

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Hiii saw you had requests open and I wanted to offer some of my Scaramouche brain rot cuz man this guy makes me soft.

Scara being a touch-starved bean that when their s/o first held his face gently he legitimately just sobbed and couldn't stop himself from letting some tears out.

Scara then just not being able to function without their s/o giving him soft kisses on their forehead and being patient and loving towards him and looking like an angry wet cat whenever they are missing or off doing something where he can't follow like he'd like for too long.

Scara grumpily just kinda adopting a pillow of choice as their cuddle buddy for the time apart or if their s/o simply just doesn't live with him (yet). Maybe even stealing a sweatshirt to keep close or wear it if it fits. Just something to be comforted for the time being.

Just Scara getting pampered and loved and him just getting so overwhelmed with happy feels that he doesn't know what to do with himself.

(sorry for the long ask I just really like soft Scara he deserves to be cuddled :') do what you will with the brain rot I just wanted to share, love your work! Please don't overwork yourself! ^^)

THIS IS SO ADORABLE OMG I LITERALLY HAVE NOTHING TO ADD ITS PERFECT 😭 how do u think like this touch-starved scara is the cutest thing im actually squealing rnnn (sorry for the v late response i got busy ahahah)

༊*·˚ 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄?

Pairing: Scaramouche x GN!reader

Content: fluff, head cannons, slightly ooc but it’s clingy scara 🥺

The first time you held Scaramouche's face, you thought he hated it. His face contorted beneath your touch, and you retracted your hands - but his face followed them, his cheeks firmly pressing back into your palms.

You'd stare at him curiously as his eyes crinkled shut, mouth falling agape when tears began to slide down his cheeks. Cautiously, you’d thumb them away, feeling the smooth planes of his face crinkle as he squinted at you through his blurred vision. He was definitely embarrassed, but he couldn’t refuse your touch - it was a form of affection he’d never gotten to experience, and his sobs were almost ones of relief at finally finding someone who’d give him the love he craved.

Once he discovered the idea of physical affection, he couldn’t go without it. He liked to be touching you at all times, and would not-so-subtly sulk whenever you were too busy to give him those fluttering pecks on his face. Scaramouche would shyly put up a display of nonchalance as he pretended not to care, only finding himself somehow in your lap again. It was endearing, how touch starved he was - always craving your attention.

If you dared to go somewhere without him, he’d practically be pacing around during your absence, worrying and fuming at you for leaving him behind. Once you got back, you could’ve sworn he had his tail between his legs, invisible ears drooping as he reluctantly eased back into your embrace. Don’t get him wrong - he’s still mad, but he’s willing to forgive you for a kiss. He wouldn’t let you go for the next day at least, so don’t think about leaving him alone like that anytime soon!

When you were - much to Scaramouche’s ire - busy, he sought comfort through ways that didn’t involve clinging to you and hence risking you avoiding him for the rest of the day out of irritation. You were so tender and patient towards him, but all people had a limit. Scaramouche would sulk as he wallowed in self pity, holding himself close to one of your pillows. Sometimes, he’d take a nap on it, imagining that you were dreaming together - something about him resting his head where you’d rested yours was inherently comforting to him. If you caught him during those naps, he’d angrily leap up in embarrassment and scurry away. His heart would stutter as he fumbled on the spot when you went to search for him, holding him close again as you whispered reassurances into his ear.

“Don’t worry about it, Scara.”

“You’re laughing at me.”

“No, I’m not.”

“You are!”

That was your cue to peck his lips as he froze up, overwhelmed. The poor thing’s barely come to terms with you being his, and reciprocation of that touch he needed made his whole brain judder to a stop. He was so adorable like this, utterly at a loss for what to do. Slowly, he’d kiss you back, wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you close.

Scaramouche would steal any sweaters you made the mistake of leaving unattended - that woolly jumper you left on the couch? It’s gone the next day, added to your lover’s private collection. He’d return them after a while if your scent had faded, acting as though he wasn’t the culprit behind all your missing items of clothing.

At night, Scaramouche wouldn’t be able to sleep without you at his side. Even in the almost unbearable heat of summer, he’d have you entangled in his arms in an unrelenting grip. If you tried to wriggle away, he’d only whine in annoyance and clutch you closer, wriggling to position his face in your neck. Getting up to fetch a glass of water wasn’t an option, either - the vice grip he had on your wrist was enough of a warning. Even if you managed to escape that, you’d find him beside you at the kitchen in an instant. He’d groggily tug at your wrist to lead you back to bed, irritated at the interruption. Why did you need anything else, when you had him? He’d let out a sleepy huff, settling back down on the mattress with you (rightfully) returned to where you should be - next to him.

Although he might act shrewd, Scaramouche loses all rationality when it comes to you. If you’re not in his arms, you’re on his mind, and he wasn’t intending to let you go. Despite this, he’s still so easily flustered - although thankfully, he no longer defaults to crying whenever he’s overwhelmed with happiness. He’d be willing to begrudgingly share all his vulnerabilities with you, slowly opening up. Don’t tease him about it, though - he’s still prone to hissing at you, but he can’t really get mad at you.

After all, you’re the only one who can make him feel this loved.

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froggibus · 10 months

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Would They Wear A Friendship Bracelet? - Scaramouche, Xiao, Kazuha, Childe, Diluc & Itto

Includes: Scaramouche/Wanderer, Xiao, Kazuha, Childe, Diluc and Itto

Genre: fluff, could be considered crack

Summary: how they would react to receiving a friendship bracelet + would they wear it

CW: Scara is a brat, Xiao is a trog, general fluff and cuteness all around, some characters may be a lil OOC, (spoiler) of course they’re gonna wear it forever

i thought this was a cute idea and given ive been on a bit of a bracelet making kick, this happened lol. my first time writing any of these characters so im sorry if the lore is messy or they're ooc <3

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Scaramouche/Wanderer:

looks at the bundle of navy, gold and red string in disgust

“you expect me to wear this? tsk, another one of your menial childish crafts.”

lowkey hurts your feelings

like you know he’s the most tsundere mf on the entire planet but sometimes he just goes too far

you avoid him for the rest of the day after that

of course the minute you leave he’s tying it to his wrist

he will never take it off either. it’s now his most prized possession

next time you see him, you’re still a little upset about how he reacted

until he’s talking about something completely unrelated and you notice him fidgeting with something on his wrist

he’s running his fingers across it, an action that brings him comfort (and reminds him that no matter what he’s done, you still care about him)

never mention it to him tho or else he’ll pretend like he’s doing it just to appease you

Xiao:

his cheeks are instantly red

“you—you’re gifting this to me? to do what?”

looks at you in utter fascination while you explain what it is

he adores the idea of carrying a physical object to commemorate your relationship

his hand is probably shaking when you gently grab him to tie the bracelet around his wrist

and of course his face erupts into an inferno

he’s never been handled with so much care before, and the sight of you tying a symbol of your affection into him is enough to make his heart race

you pull away with a smile, “there you go. you can always take it off if it bugs you or you don’t like it.”

he shakes his head

he’s never taking it off

he’ll probably find some sort of adepti magic to bind it to him so he’ll never lose or break it

on long night when he misses you, he finds himself playing with the strings and thinking of you

Kazuha:

his eyes are practically sparkling when you present it to him

“it’s wonderful, my love. like falling leaves in the autumn sunlight”

a little hesitant to put it on at first

he’s just worried he’ll lose it during all of the adventuring he does

you’re a little sad when you see he’s not wearing it tho

and of course he loves you so much and all he wants is for you to be happy

he offers you a gentle smile and asks if you’ll help him put it on since he totally can’t do it himself

obviously you happily oblige and tie it to his wrist with the biggest smile

he spends a solid five minutes admiring it

kinda weird but also feel like he would kiss it??

whenever he’s away on long journeys, he always has you close

and whenever he misses you, he stares at that symbol of your love and remembers that you’re out there waiting for him

Childe:

definitely not the first one he’s received

teucer has almost definitely made him some before

of course, yours is a little different

“I love it, babe”

wears it EVERYWHERE

like this Fatui harbinger is always wearing this adorable little string bracelet

you’d think it would take away from his reputation but people are equally as afraid of him

he can’t just let you give him such a thoughtful gift without giving anything in return

so he sets out to make you your own bracelet

honestly it’s really rough

his hands aren’t made for arts and crafts

but even if it is slightly misshapen and filled with holes, you accept it happily

the thought that he sat down and spent time trying to make it for you is enough to make you tear up

he ties it to your wrist and plants a kiss over the bracelet

“there, now we match”

Diluc:

honestly you’re a little worried giving it to him

it feels stupid and dorky and he’s always dressed to the nines

but as soon as he sees it, his face lights up

“you made this for me?”

you shift from side to side and awkwardly look at the floor. “yes…”

“thank you, darling. care to help me put it on?”

all of your worries melt away though

this man loves you to the point he would practically do anything to you

and seeing how cute and nervous you were giving him something you handmade just for him?

it’s enough to make him melt

he examines the bracelet in the light, nodding at your handiwork

he’ll always have it on him one way or another

whether it’s on his wrist, or in his hair, or attached to his keys or hidden somewhere when he’s the Darknight Hero

but it’s with him no matter what, just like you <3

Itto:

he cries

like actually cries when you give it to him

he’s seen other people exchanging them, especially as a kid, and always wanted one

but of course as an oni, resigned himself to a friendship bracelet-less life

“f-for me?”

he has that cute pouty look on his face and full on sobs when you nod at him with that big smile on your face

stops crying long enough to attempt to put it on

struggles tho cause his big ass hands aren’t meant for delicate things like that

so he sheepishly asks for your help

he is never going to take the bracelet off

like ever

probably cuddles with his wrist at night just to have it close

(also probably loses it a million times without even realizing it—but don’t worry, Shinobu is there every time to pick it back up and sneak it into his pocket)

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kana-de · 6 months

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★ RAINY TAPESTRY - A SCARAMOUCHE X READER SMAU ☆

★ synopsis - you worked as a professional detective in a nearby precinct for nearly two years, but then quit after having a burnout from all the work and pressure. now, a year and a full therapy later, you're back to that same precinct, but... your place is taken by another detective, sending you working a rank lower!

★ started on - 22/10/23

★ ended on - tba.

★ genre/tags - social meedia au, modern au, detective au, detective scara x detective female reader, ooc, fluff, enemies to lovers (coworkers to lovers ?), no use of y/n, A LOT of swearing, kms/kys jokes (the adults these days...), reader has mental health issues, a bit of a workaholic reader (maybe not a bit). more to be added.

★ author note - ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ hi, kana here. it'll be my first ever (and i hope last) smau, i'm really nervous. chapters are in process, and i still have requests to finish, so i think i'll start the smau not earlier than after a month or even a few months. sorry to make y'all wait but it's necessary. also fun fact, this is song inspired - "rainy tapestry" by lamp seemed to fit me by the translation so i did my thing.(⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

★ characters introductions. ⇨ here.

★ chapters.

1 - traitor.

2 - the audacity.

3 - lunch.

4 - tba...

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sweet-honey-fruit · 2 years

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Genshin Characters with Injured Reader

Genre: Fluff, hurt/comfort (?) possibly

Warnings: Use of pet names. Strong language. Descriptions and mentions of blood/injury (nothing life threatening). Spoilers for Scaramouche’s story. Slightly suggestive for Venti’s, lmao sorry im biased.

Inspired by me being flung into a fence and scratching up my legs. How? Don’t ask, it’s embarrassing. I’m rewriting this cause TUMBLR DECIDED TO DELETE MY. FIRST. DRAFT. Also please note that i am very out of practice with writing. These characters may seem OOC but i promise you im trying my best to make them canon djnfjnds. Any feedback is greatly appreciated! I aim to get better to provide you all with high quality content. Let me know if you guys would like a part two!

Childe

Upon seeing you walking in with scratched up knees and hands, he’s secretly on high alert.

He hides it with his usual laid back and child-like persona

“Well well, what do we have here? Is my lovely babe injured? Come here, let me take care of you.” While giving you a cocky smile.

It doesn’t matter how much you protest, he’s going to bandage and clean them up

“Childe please, I’m not a toddler, I can take care of it myself.”

“I’m well aware that you can, but would you even get around to it?”

As he’s putting a bandage on them, he’ll ask you what happened.

“Would you like to tell me what happened? Oh- you fell? Was there anyone around? Why am I asking that question? What, am I not allowed to be curious” Cue him putting his hands on his hips while pouting

Childe doesn’t show it, but he’s highly paranoid about your safety anytime you’re not around him or someone he trusts.

The Fatui has a lot of enemies, especially him. He’s a bloodthirsty Harbinger, and the most front and center member of the Fatui to the public eye. Meaning you are also on display.

And while the mere mention of his name makes people fearful and tremble, there are a handful who simply don’t care and wish to hurt him with any means necessary.

So anytime you come back with something as small as a scratch, he instantly thinks it’s someone trying to get to him by going through you.

If it was an incident of you being clumsy and falling, he’ll lovingly lecture you about how you should be more careful while holding you close, mentally thanking the Tsarista that it wasn’t anyone targeting you.

But if it was someone, either on accident or on purpose.

Hahaha, pray for them

It’s better to be up front and tell him the truth, otherwise he won’t leave you alone till you tell him who and what happened. He knows when you’re lying. It’s a keen skill to have in his line of work.

While he admires that you’re trying to cover for someone, he admires getting revenge on your behalf way more.

He will interrogate you until you tell him who it was that dared put there hands on you.

But don’t worry, it won’t be like the interrogations he does for the Fatui, he loves you too much to do that. It’ll seem like a casual conversation.

He’ll act like he drops the subject before brewing you a cup of tea, giving you your favorite snack, and holding you close while you two talk.

He’ll get you to tell him who it was through a seemingly normal conversation. He’s good at doing that.

He won’t stop the conversation till he gets the answers he was looking for. Not that he would want to anyway, he absolutely adores talking to you. So really, it’s an added bonus.

Chongyun

Oh Chongyun, my sweet, sweet boy Chongyun

This man is instantly worrying

“What happened?! Are you okay?! Was it a demon?! Tell me where it is and I’ll take care of it. I’ll make sure it never touches you again!”

That last sentence is low key terrifying to you

Please reassure him that you’re okay and that it wasn’t a demon. It was just you being clumsy, that’s all!

He has to walk away for a moment and eat a popsicle to calm himself down before his Yang energy acts up.

Once he has calmed down, he’ll come back to you and sit you down to take care of you.

He’ll carefully clean it for you before bringing up a spray bottle

“I bought this in case either of us were in need of first aid. Baizhu said that it’s a no sting disinfectant spray.”

He sprays it. And it stings lmao.

“OW THAT HURTS YOU FUCKING LIAR”

“Ah! Wait I’m sorry, please! I promise he told me that it wasn’t supposed to burn!”

He’s instantly hugging you tightly while apologizing

“No Chongyun it’s okay, I’m sorry I didn’t mean that, I was just surprised.”

It’s a disaster lmao. He’s still mumbling apologies.

He has to eat a popsicle again fjjdr

He wants you to double, triple, quadruple confirm that it wasn’t a demon once you’re all cleaned up and bandaged

“Are you su-“

“Yes Chongyun, I’m positive! It was of my own clumsy volition to trip down the stairs.”

Once he’s finally calmed down and pushed away the thought that it was a demonic attack, he’s holding you close while carefully tracing the bandage

“Please, my dear, be more careful. I don’t want any harm to come to you.”

Scaramouche

As you walk in through the door with blood pouring down your head and legs, this man just stares at you

His eyes follow your every movement as you’re limping towards the kitchen to get the first aid kit

He doesn’t make a move, he’s just watching you, as if he’s analyzing you

It isn’t until you’re hissing in pain trying to get the first aid kit does he finally stand up and go towards you.

“Sit.”

“No, Scara, it’s fi-“

“I said sit” He pulls out a chair and pushes you to sit down in it. You don’t dare protest with the look that he’s giving you.

He huffs as he pulls out an alcoholic wipe to clean up your wounds, not caring about the hisses, whines, and protests your spewing out

“Quit your whining. What the hell happened to you?”

He won’t show it, but he’s concerned. He low key has the same fear that Childe has. Being an ex Fatui Harbinger doesn’t come without its dangers. Not only does he have enemies from being a Harbinger, but he has enemies within the Fatui as well since he took the Electro Archons Gnosis for himself.

But once you tell him that you just fell down the concrete stairs in Inazuma City, he’s scoffing at you

“How can you be so pathetic and clumsy?!”

He says as he forcefully pulls you into a hug

Don’t take anything he says too serious. He cares about you deeply and can only express it through tough love.

“Dont-…don’t do that every again.”

He won’t let you leave the house for a while after. Unlike Childe, he lets his paranoia take over just a little bit.

It’ll take some time to let you get back out of the house, but that doesn’t mean he’ll leave you 100% alone.

Venti

This man saw the accident happen first hand. He was playing his lyre in the courtyard of the cathedral. You just came back from your commissions and decided to go watch his performance. As you were walking around the crowd to get a better look at him, you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings. You guys made eye contact and he gave you his brightest smile. You were too focused on how elegantly he played and how adorable he looked that you didn’t notice the concrete pillar in front of you. As you smiled back and gave him a little wave, you comedically ran into the pillar

The anemo archon immediately stopped playing and ran over to you

“Windblume?! Are you okay?”

You rub your head, feeling the warm blood that’s gushing out of the cut along your temple

This man is instantly all over you, cupping your cheeks, checking you over for anything else before grabbing your hand and leading you back home

He’s thoroughly cleaning it while lightly scolding you

“As much as I admire you watching me perform, I want you to do so while standing in place next time.”

Once he makes sure youre 100% okay, he will flirt and tease you, that’s just how he is by nature

“Although, my precious Windblume, if you wished for my attention, all you had to do was ask. There was no need to go about such drastic measures.”

“Venti, I wasn’t-“

He’s putting a hand up to your lips while shushing you

“Now now Windblume, why don’t I show you how much worship this bard has to offer”

And who are you to say no to that 😏

Either way though, he’s going to cling onto you for a while to make sure you don’t hurt yourself further

He’s slightly scared you’ll injure yourself in a more serious manner

Can’t really blame him though. You’re the only one that saw him for him, even after finding out he was Lord Barbatos himself. You worship him as a mortal, not as an archon and he holds you dearly because of that.

You’re the only one he has truly ever loved in all his years of living. He just doesn’t want to have another Nameless Bard incident with you.

Please reassure him that nothing will happen to you. Please hold him close. In times of you getting hurt, he is in need of more comfort than you since his imagination loves to run wild.

He doesn’t have to worry for long. He’s the anemo archon, he realized. He forgets he is sometimes since he gets so wrapped up in his mortal façade. As the anemo archon, he can always have an eye on you with just the slightest breeze.

He gives you a soft kiss on the lips before dragging you to Angels Share for a drink or two in order to lighten the mood.

Xiao

Xiao is a little bit like Scaramouche, only more understanding and visibly caring.

He’ll scoff at you and roll his eyes all the while he’s checking up on you and making sure that youre okay

“I can’t believe you managed to get yourself injured. You mortals are so fragile….Are you hurt anywhere else? Who did this to you? Why didnt you call my name?”

It takes some convincing that “no, no one did this to me”, “no, I’m okay”, and “No, im not going to call your name over something as minor as a cut on my arm.”

He doesn’t buy the last statement. It doesn’t matter how big or small the situation or injury is, he wants you to call his name. He wants to know that youre able to rely on him.

Why did he have to date such a stubborn individual?

He keeps you in his lap and kisses your head while gently holding your injured arm.

He’s not one for physical touch most of the time, only when you’re hurt.

You joked about that one time and it didnt go well

“Wow. If I knew I would get cuddles and kisses like this, then I should get hurt more often.”

The look he gave was enough to shut you up and instantly retract your statement.

He’s stern while lecturing you. Practically demands that you call his name next time, even if it was just you tripping over a tree branch.

With anyone else, it would be annoying to have his name called out all the time. But if it’s from you? It’s a relief. Cause he knows that he’s protecting you.

This man has seen a thing or two, he knows the horrors the are out there that everyone else seems to be ignorant to.

If he could permanently stay by your side then he would, but he knows that’s not possible.

Yet it’s refreshing to know he’s only one shout away.

Please call his name when something happens, even if it’s only you stumbling a bit. He feels relieved to know he can be there for you so quickly for anything.

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that-one-theater-kid · 8 months

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Calling them “pretty boy”

Featuring! Albedo, Scaramouche, Kazuha,

Notes:MODERN AU! idk, might be ooc, old draft

| Albedo |

Last time you checked the clock it was 11:40 but now as your lover came in the door it was already 3:45.

You came out of your shared room quietly to be greet by Albedo who wasn’t expecting you to still be awake, he jumped a bit when he heard your voice “Finally my pretty boy’s back.”

You could tell the nickname flattered him by the pink hue on his ears “‘M sorry for keeping you up dear”

‘Dear’. He was the only one who could you that, and now you can finally claim a nickname for him ‘pretty boy’. Endearments only you two could call each other, small things no one can take from the both of you.

You slowly approached him by the door side “what took you so long pretty?” You asked him in a hushed voice “Not much really, I just had to finish some research that Lisa needed for the new section in the library, though I could’ve done it at home” ah yes Lisa planned for a new section the library and asked Albedo to do some pieces.

“Have you eaten yet?” You asked “Nope, I wanted to finish the papers early” you expected it so you strolled to the kitchen to heat up some food “it’s not healthy to be restricting bodily needs you know.” “I know, but Lisa seemed persistent that I submit them before the deadline so I had to.” Of course, Lisa was the type to rush things even if it didn’t need to be.

After albedo ate and washed up you both returned to your bedroom. It was always so hard for you to fall asleep sometimes so you sticked some glow in the dark star on your ceiling so you could stare at something pretty most of the time, but now you get to stare at your pretty lover.

| Scaramouche |

Dates with Scara were always so nice no matter where it was, whether it was going out or just a home date it always felt so special from the last.

Today you planned a movie date in your apartment, unfortunately rain had to sweep in. You got worried, wondering where your lover was, did he forget? Is he just running late? So many questions ran through your mind.

But your bubble was bursted after hearing continuous knocking and ringing from your door, only one person you knew knocked like that, your pretty boy, who was all soaking wet from the rain. “Yo loser, sorry I was late, got caught in the rain” he apologized, still standing outside the door “Are you gonna come in or do you want me to shut the door?” You replied jokingly “Shut up” he replied in a sarcastic manner. After drying him off and changing into some spare clothes you always had for him in your bedroom, finally getting to set up on your bed to get the date started.

“You wanna know something?” You asked while picking a movie to watch “No” he replied coldly, but the way he was snuggled in your chest said something else “Aw, is my pretty boy angry?” With the pet name slipping out your mouth his head darted up to look at yours, clearing caught off guard “Wha- No im not! Just.. nothing. Just tell me.” He laid his head back down the hide his flushed face, you could feel the heat on his face. You guys had a fun night for the most part, cuddling, talking, laughing together was enough, He was enough.

| Kazuha |

Quiet time together was a serene activity you both shared once in a while, Kazuha was writing while you were painting, painting him. It was a painting of him, it was a picture of him near a lake from one of your “adventures”. Although it felt like you couldn’t capture the true essence of his beauty, to him it was one of the most beautiful things he’d seen in his life. Well he wasn’t supposed to know that yet. He took a peek when you took a break, it wasn’t a big canvas but it was almost done though, he admired the scenery, the reflection in the water, everything was so.. captivating.

Although his viewing was interrupted when you walked back in, even if he was to awe struck to take his eyes of the painting, let alone to notice you came back. “Wait- you weren’t supposed to see that yet..” you said shyly, the surprise was ruined, it was supposed to be your 1 year anniversary gift, “Why this picture though?” He asked, tilting his head in curiosity “well.. I just thought you looked pretty, thats all.” You answered, but it had a deeper meaning, that day was the first time he said “I love you”, the first time he kissed you.

“Really? You thought I’m pretty..?” He asked, pointing to himself “Of course I do, you’re my pretty boy after all” You admitted, seeing a faint blush on his face from your claim. “Yours? I like that” He kissed your cheek before laying his head on your shoulder, you set aside the canvas and other art materials in order to sit comfortably with him, it was quiet, warm, and serene. It was love.

Did you miss me?🤭🤭😋😋😝😝🫶🫶

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dittodon · 1 year

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ᶻz﹒sherlock holmes

smau﹒scaramouche x gn!reader

"In a world where you're used to getting used to it, now I want to find myself"

sypnosis﹕not looking forward to your new roommate after the school finding out you've been living by yourself, you were greeted by an arrogant short man at the door. furthermore, he's been accompanied by his infuriating girlfriend. but from having him as a roommate, you find out secrets you'd wish to see, and secrets you feel guilty about knowing.

content﹕wanderer!scaramouche﹐modern au﹐angst﹐fluff﹐crack﹐sfw

warnings﹕ swearings﹐ooc﹐mentioned ships﹐kys jokes﹐scaramouche﹐if i ever use the wrong prns im so sorry

status﹕ongoing!

notes﹕i might drop this anytime so be aware- sometimes i have writer's block for months and forget i have a smau ongoing but my first scaramouche au woo yaa yaya. most of the songs i use aren't as hyped as the time i made this smau. p.s. most of the drawings are from my friends and from me, i don't own credit to any of the pictures though

ᶻz﹒CHAPTERS

[name]﹕gay people || scaramouche﹕mentally insane

﹢﹑season 1

001﹐new roommate

002﹐ew who's that?

003﹐fake friend

004﹐revealed

005﹐breakfast

006﹐who the fuck is mimi

007﹐necklace

008﹐mcdonalds

009﹐cafe

010﹐heizou

011﹐xiao and [name]

012﹐family dinner

012.5﹐cat

013﹐oh sh*t

﹢﹑season 2

014﹐uno

015﹐bestie hangout

016﹐GRAH

017﹐im a dumbass

018﹐tbd

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shu-glue · 1 year

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On New Year's Eve (And Day, and the Week Before, and the Week After)

includes Zhongli, Tighnari, Scaramouche/Wanderer, Thoma in which the aforementioned spend their birthdays—and in turn, new years—with their beloved, you.

contains: tooth rotting fluff like no joke i need a dentist, established relationships in tighnari's and thoma's parts, growing relationships in zhongli's and wanderer's, gender neutral and they/them pronouns, spoilers for the Sumeru Archon Quest in wanderer's, spoilers for thoma's character story, lots of physical affection and just touchy-lovey stuff (sfw!), maybe ooc characters omg im so sorry

a/n: i don't think wanderer's ended up fluffy at ALL AHAHAHAH. this is long overdue and it's just in time for thoma's birthday uhu. i had a clear idea for each of their parts but i think i deviated so much, i hope you all still enjoy this EHDJEJS HAPPY NEW YEAR, LETS SEIZE 2023 BY THE NECK /j /hj(?)

✐ He's so old, you know.

✐ And it's not even to poke fun or make jokes; Zhongli really does feel old.

✐ After more than 6000 years of living, those 6000 years all seem to blend for him. Every 'new' year that passes isn't a new year, per se, but a repetition of everything thus far. Spring still comes after the winter, the sun still rises for the farmers and the roosters, the mountains of Liyue still stand tall.

✐ And after the first 1000, the new year became… old for the Geo Archon. He'll stare fondly at his people as they dance and sing in celebration of the upcoming year, he'll partake in the festivities that are sure to take place once the final hour of this year starts to count down. However, if you ask him—a being who's lived for millennia and for more millennia to come—the new year won't bring him as much joy and excitement as mortals feel because he's seen many new years come and go for as long as he's been alive.

✐ The years don't change for him, as everything's always in a state of uniformity for him. He won't even realize that their world has finished another trip around the sun until Director Hu barges into his office in excitement. She's been rambunctious all day, seeing as it's the last day of the year and even, coincidentally, her beloved consultant's birthday.

✐ He had been stubborn, refusing to accept a day off even with these two events transpiring today (he has stopped looking forward to them for years now).

✐ Unfortunately for him, Hu Tao was equally stubborn and equally eager to see this old man (now it's to poke fun and make jokes) enjoy himself for once, especially since it's the dawn of New Year's Eve. And she has the perfect weapon, the ultimate trump card up her sleeve.

"Oh, Mr. Zhongli~!"

It's not uncommon for Hu Tao to come barging into Zhongli's office at Wangsheng Funeral Parlor unannounced, another phenomenon that will likely not change in the upcoming year. A lively little thing despite the nature of their work, that sometimes has Zhongli quite perplexed despite his vast experience with people of all kinds.

He fixes some documents on his desk and looks up just as the current overseer of the funeral parlor enters his office, a pep in her step and a cheeky grin on her lips. Maybe Zhongli should ignore the cheekiness in her grin. Maybe.

"Director Hu. What brings you here at this time?"

"I was wondering why the lights are still on in here, despite it being the New Year and all. I should've guessed it was you, Mr. Zhongli." Hu Tao giggles, clasping her hands behind her back. "Aren't you going to come down to the harbor? Everyone's really going all out in the festivities."

"I'll be there shortly, Miss Hu Tao. I just need to sort out these documents." Zhongli straightens out the pieces of paper, tapping them on his desk.

"Which is going to take hours! You'll be spending the New Year cooped up in this office!" Hu Tao laments, frowning deeply. "Well, good thing I called them then."

Zhongli pauses midway of sorting documents into his desk drawer. "Called who?"

As he says that, a new voice rings out from behind the doorway to his office, one that Zhongli immediately recognizes and knows who it belongs to even before you pop your head out from behind the door. "Hello, Hu Tao. Hello, Zhongli. Happy new year."

✐ As it stands, you may be the only mortal in Teyvat who could shake the ex-Archon's heart like this. A simple server who Zhongli had met while he was ordering food from Third Round Knockout, the new recruit Degui was grateful for when it got busier and busier at the tavern.

✐ A conversation bloomed where Zhongli told you some bits of history regarding Liyue Harbor and it was a rather pleasant surprise when you squeeze in your own knowledge of the place, admitting that you spend a bit of your time at Wanwen Bookhouse on your days off.

✐ It came to the point that Zhongli became even more of a regular at the tavern, if that were possible; and it wasn't because his wallet was suffering this time. The staff there have come to grow used to his growing presence at their establishment and they won't even interrupt your talks when it's a slow day at work. (It's rather adorable, seeing the two of you at a table sitting far into a corner, Zhongli looking up at you with soft eyes as you listen to him ramble about the origin of Slow-cooked Bamboo Shoot Soup with rapt attention).

✐ Hu Tao—bless her soul, really—also caught wind of her consultant's growing affection for you and has been hellbent on devising schemes to get him to admit said affections for you. (Never really works because he always saw through her schemes and as stated before, he's stubborn.)

✐ Alas, he's caught between a rock (heh) and a hard place because she sends the two of you out to enjoy the New Year's Festival by the harbor, reassuring Zhongli that she'll sort out the documents herself for the time being.

✐ Zhongli wouldn't be as chatty as he normally is; he'll still indulge in all the stories you tell him, tell you about the origin of some of Liyue's customs regarding the New Year but you notice his lack of engagement all the same.

"Am I boring you?" You ask, blunt and straight to the point with furrowed eyebrows and a frown playing on your lips, stopping him from walking as you both stand still in the middle of the street.

The ex-Archon's eyes widen at your inquiry, his body stiffening. In truth, he does realize that he's more indifferent today than normal. But he didn't realize that you'd be bothered when he should've picked up on it in the first place.

"Oh no, my dear, you never bore me. It's just," he pauses, looking for the right words to say, "I apologize. I'm not exactly… that enthused by New Year's Eve."

"Oh? May I ask why?"

"Well," he chuckles, awkward if you strain your ear enough, "after so many years, I… believe the notion of a brand new year lost its charm to me."

For all the times Zhongli has enraptured attention from others with his tales of history, he really seldom talks about himself. Granted, this is as much as he is willing to divulge to you. He can't tell you of his time as an Archon, or his time in the war, or what he lost, what he gained. (He'll scare you off; he doesn't want you to see him as bizarre.)

But he wants to. He wants to feed your curious eyes and open his heart to you.

But not now.

"Is that so?" You hum, averting your gaze to the passersby in front of you. "Even when it's also your birthday?"

"How did you know it was my birthday?"

Your cheeks flush red, and you hurry to cover them with your hands. "I… asked Miss Hu Tao sometime ago. I was surprised to hear that it's right at New Year's Eve. And I… wished to spend time with you today, even if it was just for an hour."

Zhongli falls silent at your words, a gloved hand raised slightly in front of him clasped around nothing at all. For the first time in millennia, he doesn't know what to say, what to do with these hands. He doesn't know what to do with himself.

"But I understand if you had other plans and if I was impeding on said plans, I apologize for taking up your ti—!"

"Earlier, Director Hu sent me to Qingce Village." He clasps his hands back behind him, finally regaining his composure as he interrupts you, much to your confusion. "I… the sight was such a joyous thing to behold, to hear them chatter and mingle as they prepared for New Year, and the only thing that I regretted was that I had reveled in the sights alone."

The gaze he sets upon you was heavy with all the feelings he'd been trying to hold back; he slowly raises his hand and takes yours within his grasp, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. "I had no other plans today, and I'm grateful you came to visit me, and that you're willing to spend time with me. If you would ever be so kind, would you like to visit Qingce Village tomorrow, together?"

✐ The Lord of Geo Rex Lapis has seen many new years come and go. He's seen winter melt into spring multiple times, seen multiple farmers go from generation to generation, stood on top of Liyue's never-changing mountains and watched everything continue in the same cycle like always.

✐ But he forgets; he is no longer the Lord of Geo Rex Lapis, or Morax, but the mortal man Zhongli. The consultant of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, the never-ending fountain of knowledge of Liyue's history. Birthdays and New Year's Eve were trivial matters to Morax, but that didn't mean they had to be trivial to Zhongli.

✐ And if you were to ask him now, as fireworks start to fly up into the sky and bathe it in light, he wouldn't mind entering the new calendar and the new age with you by his side.

⚘ The forest never changes, even when the end of the year is fast approaching.

⚘ Tighnari should know because he's been on forest patrol duty for the past few years even on New Year's Eve. Especially on New Year's Eve. (It's to make sure no lummox accidentally sets the forest on fire with a wayward firework. It has happened once. Or twice.)

⚘ He's the only one willing to do so as well. Not that he hates the fact the people of Gandharva Ville love celebrating New Years, he just doesn't participate in the festivities. No matter how silent they try to make the fireworks, his ears are still sensitive enough for the few sounds to hurt like a forest boar charging right at him; thus, he always sits out on the celebrations to go on patrol instead.

⚘ This year, however, Collei and the rest of the Forest Rangers want to see their local botanical genius take a break from botanical genius-ing and forest watching.

⚘ So not only do they force him to get a day off on New Year's Eve, they also force him to get a day off on his birthday; which to him, doesn't sound very efficient.

"I mean, just look at this logically—"

"Mhm."

"—if I take a day off twice in a week, that would be a waste of two days not tending to my work. I don't even NEED two days off from work unless I have a life-threatening situation that needs two days off from work!"

Your fingers stop their ministrations on his hair and ears, causing said ears to flop slightly as Tighnari glances up at you in confusion. "Maybe, look at it this way, 'Nari," your voice is soft like a flower bed, and sweet like nectar, "Collei and the others just want you to relax from time to time, you know? I have to agree with them when they say you bury yourself in your work too much."

⚘ Meeting you was purely a coincidence. You were an aspiring zoologist, another scholar from the Akademiya with incredibly sharp wit and a brilliant mind. You came down to Gandharva Ville to study the wildlife and he was on patrol when the two of you encountered each other. Now, it would have been a beautiful and adorable first meeting story, truly something you'd expect to read about in a light novel from the Yae Publishing House. However, at that time, an Avidya Leopard was chasing you down and Tighnari could only guess that you prodded at the wrong hornet's nest. Upon successfully diverting the leopard with an olfactory solution that irritated its nose (and unfortunately, irritated his as well), he turned to you—red nosed and teary eyed—and called you a lummox between sneezes.

⚘ Maybe an unflattering first impression but hey, it bloomed into a lasting friendship and now relationship all the same. So maybe calling you a lummox upon first meeting was a good thing (it wasn't, you still pout at him when he calls you a lummox).

⚘ Much like the other forest rangers, you always urge Tighnari to relax and take a break sometimes. You know being the head of the Forest Rangers demanded a lot from a person and you know that paired with Tighnari's love for knowledge pertaining to everything natural, he'd be too stubborn to even think of taking a break. You love him but you'd rather have him call you all the synonyms of a buffoon rather than fish out his unconscious body from under a root after he sniffed some new species of flower but its pollen knocks people out. (If you ask Tighnari, he'll just say that was a hypothetical, detailed example).

⚘ In all honesty, you were the reason Collei actually managed to convince Tighnari to take that day off.

"I don't 'bury myself in my work too much'—" You look at Tighnari with an unamused expression. "Maybe I do get immersed in my work a little too much sometimes."

"You do." You bite the inside of your cheek, averting your eyes to stare at the grass and flowers beside the two of you—wild cosmos, and chicory, and daisies—all fluttering in the wind. "Would it kill you to, I don't know, actually take a break sometimes without complaining about taking a break?"

"You underestimate me." He's being sassy with you, eyes closed and eyebrows raised in a manner you know so well in all the months that you've been dating him.

"I'm not, I know you love your work, it's just that—" You sigh heavily, feeling Tighnari play with the tassle of your Vision that hangs off your chest, lips in a frown as he waits for you to finish your sentence. "I miss you sometimes."

His ears flatten against his head and he sits up slightly from your lap, eyes wide and frown deep when he takes in your crestfallen face. "Hey, hey hey hey," he gently brings you closer to him by your neck, nuzzling his nose against your hair, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry—you're right, you're all right," his gloved hand cups your cheek, "I bury myself in my work and research so much that I forget to focus on us."

"You do." Your tone is just as pouty as your lips as you glare at him through your lashes. It actually makes him laugh as he nuzzles his nose against your other cheek instead, kissing the corner of your lips multiple times. "Wh—'Nari!"

"Stop being so adorable, you lummox." He finally presses a kiss to your lips, soft and chaste. The type of kiss that he knows melts your heart and makes your knees buckle despite the lack of so called "raw passion". You both like it that way. "Come to Sumeru City with me."

"What?"

"Come to Sumeru City with me. Amurta invited me to speak at some of their seminars."

"But," you tuck a piece of hair behind your ear, looking at Tighnari with an unsure expression, "my research—" "Would it kill you to, I don't know, actually take a break sometimes?" He mimicked your words from earlier, nosing at your collarbone as you roll your eyes and sigh. "I don't want to leave you by yourself when New Year comes." (He doesn't want to be alone on New Year's either.)

"You hate celebrating New Year's."

"I hate the fireworks, love," his tail wags behind him, "but I love you more than I hate the fireworks."

⚘ The forest never changes, even when the end of the year is fast approaching, even when he grows one year older.

⚘ But, Tighnari wouldn't mind the jarring booms of fireworks, or the cheers of the people of Gandharva Ville as the clock strikes midnight. As long as you continue to stay by his side despite all his flaws, he'll welcome the new year with open arms.

⚘ (You both hear the sound of a firework randomly going off in the distance, and Tighnari mutters, "Lummox." under his breath before he kisses your forehead and runs towards the culprit, an irritated remark waiting on his lips.)

❅ In all honesty, he didn't expect to live to see the new year, let alone his 'birthday'.

❅ Then again, he didn't also expect to be aided by the Traveler and his floating, somewhat tolerable little companion, and the Dendro Archon he tried to dethrone himself nor to receive his very own Anemo Vision either so really, who was he to have normal expectations?

❅ To say that a normal life living in Sumeru was going to be difficult was, undoubtedly, an understatement. The Traveler already left for Fontaine with their companions, so it only left Nahida, now the sole Archon of Sumeru, as the only one he recognizes as his "friend" in this nation.

❅ He would have been content actually, if everyone else minded their own business and left him alone to his own devices (the puppet doesn't take kindly to being bothered with trivial matters) but unfortunately, his dear only friend is trying to get him to make more friends (who needs more friends? Two allies and talking emergency rations are quite enough).

❅ Despite his whining, Nahida signs him up for some lessons at the Akademiya, hoping it'd break him out of his shell and get him to mingle more with the other scholars and students.

❅ There is the one concerning fact that it's not that he's unwilling to break out of his shell, it's that he breaks out of his shell and stabs everyone close by with the shell pieces (figuratively) before retreating back. His prickly attitude does not help when it comes to intermingling with the student body at the Akademiya, who may, hypothetically, retreat to the far corners of the buildings just to avoid his ire. Nahida has plenty to work on with him.

❅ However, she firmly believes that he can finally be able to make friends and build relationships he can rely on again, as long as she nudges him in the correct direction. New year, new Wanderer, right? Right?

"Stupid," his fingers pull at the grass blades beneath him, glaring forward at nothing at all, "this friend-making plan would have never worked."

He has snuck out of the Akademiya once again, retreating into the forest that surrounded the vast establishment to avoid Lesser Lord Kusanali's searching gaze.

She had accompanied him to the Akademiya today to make sure he did do what she told him to; borrow some books from the library, attend some lectures about any topic he desires, strike up an academic conversation with some scholars that may be wandering hallways. Anything that would include socializing of any kind. But while she had her head turned to speak with Alhaitham, he managed to slip away and escape to the woods.

He does feel bad for bailing on her; Nahida only had his best interest in mind, despite all the things he did to her in the past (no amount of redeeming acts would make up for the mistakes he committed against her). However, surely, with all her knowledge and wisdom, she would have at least guessed that this plan of hers wouldn't work.

This entire thing is a waste of time. No one is as patient as Nahida, who can put up with his snarky quips long enough to see the soft side to him, the side that only a few have witnessed (the time he lost his memories doesn't count, not ever).

He was about to lean back, about to enjoy the sun streaming through the canopy that hangs above him, when someone—the audacity—throws a rock at his head. The force of the rock hitting him sends him lurching forward with a loud grunt. He whirls around so fast his hat almost falls off the top of his head, only to meet your slightly flabbergasted gaze.

"Huh? I thought you were some fungus for a second."

❅ Granted, you were aware that you were going to encounter something when you ventured out to the woods to gather ingredients for your cooking activity. The forest that surrounded the city is not that safe, seeing as you can randomly encounter any carnivorous or fungal enemy at every shrub.

❅ But you never expected to find the Archon's little friend sitting and brooding by himself behind a bush, let alone mistaking him for aforementioned fungal enemy (why your first instinct was to throw a rock at it, you don't know). (you also don't know why you heard a clink! sound when the rock hit him but you guess that you hit his abnormally large hat)

❅ You had heard of Lord Kusanali's companion, a quaint fellow with Inazuman roots but a Sumerian Anemo Vision hanging from the sash on his shoulder, who was also friends with the brave Traveler that came through your beloved nation.

❅ A strange fellow, with a tongue as sharp as he is strange.

❅ Yes, he yells at you for throwing a rock at him, spouting things about 'audacity' and 'not knowing who he is', which you admittedly chose to stop listening to. You really don't have time for any thorny mushrooms.

"Aren't you Lord Kusanali's companion? Where is she?" You ask indifferently, turning your head around as if looking for the tiny Dendro Archon (who is, well, busy looking for the Wanderer in Haravatat sorry Nahida).

"I fail to see how it concerns you."

"My my, so prickly for a mere 'shroom." Instead of leaving, you actually walked closer and squatted down next to him, regarding him with curious eyes. You're an academic, after all; you love to investigate the quiant and strange. "It's dangerous to be in the forest alone. You could be torn to shreds by a leopard for all you know."

He scoffs, propping his chin on the palm of his hand. "Says you. You're wandering the forest alone, just like I am."

"I fail to see how that makes sense, given that we're together in each other's presence."

❅ You're weird, is what he finally concludes. An unknown scholar, who the Wanderer has never seen before; he isn't even sure which of the Six Darshans you attend. Yet, despite his bratty and off-putting attitude, you still sat beside him. And you looked at him with a gaze he never experienced before. He has witnessed ire, he has witnessed pity; but he never witnessed a gaze like yours.

"You irk me."

"Thank you." He blinked when you blinked. "You intrigue me."

A confused 'thank you???' was on the tip of his tongue, ready to tumble out of his lips. You irk him. You truly do. Slapping his palms on his knees, he stands up. Retreating, to him, is a shameful act and must be avoided at all costs but in this case, he's willing to swallow his pride just so he can get away from you and that infuriating gaze. "Forget it, why am I even talking to you—"

"You can join us instead of brooding somewhere crawling with predators." There it is again. That look. He hates it.

"And what makes you think I'd go along with you and whatever crazy group you're with?"

You actually, legitimately think, he sees, as you look up in thought. As if you're actually thinking of—no, calculating the pros and cons of him actually joining you, totally ignoring the fact he insulted you. You are incredibly, absolutely…

"Well, I can only presume that you snuck away from Lord Kusanali for some reason. And you are admittedly the strangest person I've met." He could say the same about you. "I would like to get to know you better so I can see what makes you so weird. In addition, you'd be able to hide away from Lord Kusanali for a few more hours."

…you're so incredibly stupid and strange. But most of all, you've piqued his interest. He hates that look in your eyes, the look of someone scrutinizing a test variable, the look of someone disassembling a chaos device just to look at its contents despite the chance of explosion. But it's not like Il Dottore's, no.

He wants to challenge whatever hypothesis you've come up with about him.

"Fine." He finally scoffs, adjusting his hat before he looks at you expectantly. "Lead the way, scholar."

❅ You're… still clueless as to how you managed to convince someone like this Wanderer to come with you to your cooking interest club. You weren't expecting it; you wholely believed that he would reject your offer with the same snarky attitude.

❅ Your club members didn't expect this either, if the way almost all of them dropped their cooking utensils once you entered the kitchenette with Wanderer in tow was any indication. (They accept him real quick when he whips up a batch of perfectly baked baklava for the first time and helps some of your friends prepare some candied Ajinelakh Nuts. He even cooks his own take on an Inazuman dish that has your friends raving for more.) (He doesn't eat a bite of his own cooking, saying you all wolf it down well by yourselves, mocking, of course. You hypothesize, however, that he is just not fond of making sweets, judging by the grimace he wears everytime you offer him some. Why is he so good at making sweets then—)

❅ He still had a long way to go to make up for all that he did in the past. No amount of wishful thinking or positive attitude would change that. But, if he can accept his new identity as Wanderer (he looks at you, flour on your cheek, standing beside the stone oven waiting for the baklava to bake as you read a document you managed to snatch from the library), maybe he can accept this new year and this new life too.

The Dendro Archon smiles as she merely stands by the doorway, not wishing to interrupt such a warm scene. "Happy birthday, Wanderer."

♡ Sometimes, Thoma found himself missing Mondstadt.

♡ Inazuma is his home; he has found his purpose in this nation, he has found close friends who he'd do everything for and who'd do everything for him. He has a steady job as the housekeeper for the Kamisato Clan, and the people of Inazuma always turn to him when they are in a time of need. He's fulfilled in Inazuma.

♡ However, everytime he stands on the docks of Ritou, looking out into the horizon—when the sun sets, is high above the sky, and rises—he can't help but feel like the salty sea breeze is always pulling and pulling and pulling him. As if tugging him back towards the City of Freedom, the other half of his roots, his origin.

♡ He hasn't seen his mother in years. He also realizes he barely talks to his father anymore because of work, despite being in the same nation.

♡ He's fulfilled in Inazuma, with many friends, but sometimes he felt lonely.

♡ He was busy tidying up the tea room at the Yashiro Commission, making sure that everything was spic and span for when Sir Ayato and Miss Ayaka come back from New Year's preparations in the town proper. It's always rather busy during this time of year, and the two siblings always struggle with maintaining public order when the new year starts approaching.

♡ It makes sense that he must also do his utmost best to help them any way he can—

"Take a break this time."

What.

"But isn't this the peak of like, public disruptions, I don't think it's right for me to suddenly take a break—" Ayato stops his friend from speaking as he raises his hand, a smile on his face.

"You've been loyal to us for a long time, Thoma. You do things for all of us without asking for anything in return. This time, Ayaka and I both decided that we want you to enjoy New Year's without worrying about your duties as our housekeeper." Ayato firmly pats Thoma's shoulder in reassurance. "I'm not asking you as the Yashiro Commissioner, but I'm asking you as a friend. Go, enjoy yourself for once."

"But I—" Thoma doesn't get to finish what he's about to say, as Ayato walks away without another word, leaving the housekeeper alone in the tea room. "…how am I gonna take a break?"

♡ It's obvious that Thoma isn't used to taking breaks.

♡ He's accustomed to the hustle and bustle of his daily life, helping people with their errands, solving some villagers' problems, running errands for the Kamisato Clan, running his own errands. Now he doesn't know what to do with himself.

"Thoma, love," you place your hand on top of his bouncing knee, "you're antsy again."

His leg immediately stops bouncing when he feels your warm touch and Thoma breathes a drawn out sigh, gently clasping his fingers around your hand. "I know, I know, I'm sorry." He brings your hand up to kiss your knuckles, as if telling you that he's fine through every kiss he presses to your skin.

Thoma didn't mean to let his own negative thoughts impede on this date. Just as it's rare for him to visit his father, it's rare for the two of you to be able to meet up like this, having a warm meal at Kiminami Restaurant.

♡ You were a travelling merchant, which means your job demanded that you move around from place to place. You met when you were at Ritou, busy being denied access to travel within the nation despite your past business. Thoma, who was aiding some merchants, just so happened to pass by and managed to calm the situation down, and you got your travel permit.

♡ You guys became closer than ever since that day, until he finally asked you to go out with him. It was hard at first, with both your schedules, but you made it work; love isn't just the happy, fluttering feeling after all, but the effort you put for each other.

"Don't tell me you're bored because you're basically forbidden from lifting a finger, Thoma." You tease, bumping shoulders with him as you giggle when he scrunches his nose.

"Maybe I am."

"That's not the purpose of a break, you know."

"But—" Thoma plops his forehead on your shoulder. "I like helping around Narukami Island."

You frown, patting his blonde hair. You know he was brought up to be a loyal, and kind, and helpful young man (it's why you fell in love with him in the first place). He told you stories about how his father taught him about loyalty, back when you first started going out, and you even met his father one time.

You wished you could take his mind off of work, though, just so he can relax. He should make use of this period of rest, like go on a hike, or do yoga, or trave—

Bingo.

"Do you want to go to Mondstadt with me?" You ask him, momentarily lowering the chopsticks you have in your other hand. Upon hearing the City of Freedom, Thoma instantly perks his head up, looking at you with those green eyes you love oh so dearly.

"Mondstadt?"

"I was going to Liyue for a bit anyway, and I feared that I was going to have to leave you alone this New Year." You say, scratching your cheek. "If you'd like, we can go to Liyue together for the Lantern Rite, and… we can go to Mondstadt after that for your birthday."

You were nervous, asking him something like this. You don't know why but it felt like it was something big, like it was bigger than just the two of you. Thoma stared at you with wide eyes, the sun setting behind him just right, that the remaining rays of the sunlight illuminated your face in a serene glow.

He doesn't register exactly when he made up his mind, or when his mouth started moving, but eventually…

"Yes."

♡ Thoma was nervous when you were about to board the ship that would take you to your first destination, Liyue. But with your gentle reassurance and the feeling of your hand in his, he was able to quell the anxiety in his stomach until you reached the harbor.

♡ As you promised him, you and he enjoyed the Lantern Rite together, with you essentially giving him a tour of Liyue as you both ate the nation's cuisine and experienced their traditions.

♡ A few days after New Year, just before his birthday, you both caught a travelling caravan heading towards Mondstadt.

♡ It finally caught up to him that, yes, he was finally going to come back home after so many years. He'd be able to see his mother again. He'd be able to see the windmills, the people, the lake. He'd be with the other half of him again.

♡ It would be daunting to see just how much the city changed. How everything became different since the last time he was here. But, if you're here with him, on this new journey in this new age, he'll be fine.

♡ And at the back of that tiny caravan, with your hand in his like it's always been this entire trip, the City of Freedom now coming into view as you near…

♡ … Thoma cried in front of you for the first time.

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sick day ! gn reader

characters: itto, scara, albedo, ganyu, thoma, hu tao ♡

synopsis: gn!reader is sick and their partner takes care of them !!

warnings: they’re pretty short, use of scara’s real name, ooc scara maybe, petnames used.

genre: fluff

kat’s ramble: second post! first post w multiple characters <3 added some of my favs, may do a part two!! can u tell i have a thing for being picked yo bridal style?? GOD I LOVE IT

a. itto - hanamizaka heroics

・came home to you sick after hanging out w the gang :(( despite him being big and strong you always take care of him so he literally has a heart attack because he doesn’t know what to do to help you.

“are you okay?? what’s wrong?? what do you need?? what can i do??” he spits out in panic. “yes, im okay, dear. and i don’t need anything, i’ll be okay. just having your company is enough for me.” you say.

・you know this goof doesn’t know the difference between medicines, if you’re afab he’d give u like idfk peptobismol when you’re on your period😭

“uhhhh.. ibuprofen?? do you need ibuprofen??” he asks. “achoo! no, sniff, love, that’s a painkiller.” you reply. “well aren’t you in pain?? you keep coughing and sneezing..” he cries. “im not in pain, i just have a cold.” you laugh at his awful attempt at taking care of you. “don’t laugh!!” he frowns. he doesn’t know much but he’s trying his best because he really does love you :((

scaramouche - balladeer

・you know this man is busy and when he comes home to you sick he is just.. he’ll barely show any sympathy but on the inside he feels really bad for you :(

“what the hell is up with you?” scara asks with a stern tone. “kuniiii.. i feel like crap” you whine as you pull yourself onto him, resting your head in the crook of his neck. “ugh, you’re no different from a leech.” he scoffs. while he’s voicing his usual mean words, he frowns because he really does feel bad for you.

・he has to carry you to bed because you can’t/won’t stand up.. well you probably can but you’ll never tell..

“you idiot.. you really need me to carry you to bed?? so pathetic..” “…’m sorry, kuni..” you mumble as he picks you up. “don’t.. apologize. it’s whatever…. let’s just get you to bed.”

・SPECIAL SLEEPYTIME TREATMEANT🤭 he’ll hum to you to help you get some rest which is the cutest thing ever idc

“..kuni.. can’t sleep..” you mumble at 4am, and scara being the light sleeper he is, wakes up almost immediately. “..y/n.. come here.” he pulls you into his embrace (something that doesn’t happen often) and hums to you sweetly. the next morning he’ll just say you were being annoying so he just did it to make you go to sleep but somewhere inside of him told you he did it as a form of love HELLOOOO OHMYGOD HES SO🤭 you almost pretend to be sick forever so this special treatment never ends <3

albedo - kreideprinz

・will drop ALL of his work for you until you’re better. which is pretty rare, but for you, he’d do anything.

“mm.. ‘bedo.. you didn’t have to sniff stop working for me, i’ll be.. achoo!.. okay.” you reassure him softly. “dear, it’s okay. im going to be here for you until you’re better. do you need anything?” albedo says. “…just you..” you mumble, just loudly enough for him to hear you. “mm..” he hums softly as he pulls you into his embrace.

・he’ll make you a potion that you think will taste absolutely disgusting, so he has to pour it in your mouth for you. and tbh it makes you feel so much better after like 30 minutes.

“dear, say ‘ahh’ for me.” he commands, raising your head your chin gently. “mm.. ahh..” you hesitantly open your mouth as he requested. he pours the unknown liquid in your mouth, you can feel the warm substance dripping down your throat. it makes you tummy feel all warm and it didn’t taste as bad as expected. “good job..” he smiles at you sweetly. he picks you up from the chair he had you sitting in, and holds you bridal style. he takes you to your shared bedroom and lays you down on the bed gently. he joins you in the bed and pulls you closer to him, placing a kiss on your forehead.

ganyu - plenilune gaze

・you didn’t tell her because you didn’t want to worry her because she’s already stressed enough. when she came home, she saw how sick you were and she felt so awful for not noticing before.

“y/n, im home!” she announces when she steps into your shared home. she gets really worried when you don’t respond because you usually come quickly to welcome her home. she walks into your room and sees tissues scattered on the floor and bed, a trash can next to the bed, and your sleeping body laying on the bed. she runs to the bed and sits down on the edge of the bed. you were just barely asleep so you wake up rather quickly. “ah! y/n, i-im so sorry! i didnt mean to wake you up!” she stutters over her words. “mm.. im so glad you’re home..” you mumble. “are you okay?” she asks in concern. “just a fever, i’ll be fine.” you say, caressing her cheek with your hand. “a fever?! oh, y/n.. im so sorry i didnt notice before i left! im here now, do you need anything?” “..just you..” you mumble, just loud enough for her to hear. her eyes widen and despite the darkness in the room, you can still see her blush. “i!.. o-okay..” she cuddles up to you in bed and presses a kiss on your cheek.

thoma - protector from afar

ment. of throwing up!!!!

・the sweetest ever :(( he’ll give u anything you need at any time, he always there.

“open up for me, love.” he commands softly. you open your mouth and he puts places the food on his chopsticks he’s feeding you with in your mouth. “good.. good bite” he smiles. “are you feeling okay?” he asks. “mm.. better.” you mumble. “good, im glad…y/n.. i love you so much.” “i know..and i love you too.” you slowly drift off to sleep as he sits on the chair next to your shared bed. once he’s sure you’re sound asleep, he joins you. careful not to wake you up.

・picks u up to take you to the bathroom to throw up and he’ll hold your hair back when you’re doing so.

“thoma.. can u take me to the bathroom..” you mumble while you’re laying on his lap. he doesn’t respond with words, he responds by sitting you up and bridal style carrying you to the bathroom. he places you next to the toilet and sits on his knees next to you. you um yk do your thing ..throw up you sit up and thoma releases his gentle hold on your hair. he sees a tear trickle down from your eye. he panics, “love, what’s wrong?! are you okay?!” he asks. “thoma… do you still love me..?” you sob quietly. he lets out a small giggle, “yes, of course i still love you, baby.” laughing and pulling him into your embrace. “stop laughing, it’s not funny!!” you cry and he lets out apologies in between giggles.

hu tao - fragrance in thaw

・she’d tell you jokes and THEN take care of you. comedy then care bayybeee!!

“are you okay?? do you need a coffin?? 50% off since you’re my beloved y/n!!” she giggled. “taooooooo” you cry, holding out your arms gesturing that she gives you a hug. she frowns, “agh! what a shame.. i truly thought i had a new customer!” she teases, then she holds you tight. “im not dying!!” you yell. “haha, i know!! sighh, jokes aside, i do hope you feel better sooooon.” she says, pressing a kiss on your forehead. “do you think if i scare you your fever will go away?” “no!! that’s not how that works!!” you cry.

・literally won’t stfu abt how worried she is abt you to zhongli at work.. like he literally cannot take it.. that man is going to die before he hears the end of it.

“zhongli, im so worried about my lovely y/n, i believe they’re going to die!!” she cries. “hu tao, i ensure you y/n is going to be okay shortly, they just need rest and care,” he begins. “and if you’re so worried, shouldn’t you be taking care of your ‘lovely y/n?’” he jokes. “agh!! zhongli!! you’re right!!” she stands up from the table she and zhongli were sitting at and yells from a distance “take care of the parlor for me!! thanks!!” you’re going to have to apologize for her actions once you’re better..

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#itto fluff #itto x reader #scara fluff #scara x reader #albedo fluff #albedo x reader #ganyu fluff #ganyu x reader #thoma fluff #thoma x reader #hu tao fluff #hu tao x reader #genshin fluff #genshin impact #scaramouche fluff

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teal-sword · 1 year

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Imagine

[gender neutral reader]

As Scaramouche yells at you for doing something so stupid "YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN HURT!" "YOU DON'T TRUST I'VE BEEN IN THE FATUI FOR A LONG TIME SCARA AND I'VE BEEN FINE!" "NO YOU'RE NOT YOUR RECKLESS AND YOU COULD GET HURT!" "FINE I'LL LEAVE . OH WAIT IM TOO STUPID TO DO SO!" You yell as you leave as you leave the house in a fit of rage as Scaramouche tries to hold back tears he just didn't want you to get hurt he can't have another person leave him especially not you as he runs out the door looking for you "Y/N I'M SORRY I WAS WRONG I SHOULD TRUST YOU MORE!" But he wanders a little more to see your mangled corpse he couldn't even recognize your face any more if it wasn't for your matching ring you begged to get with him "I'm sorry" He speaks in a soft voice "I was so scared of losing you and yet I still couldn't keep you safe" as he cradles your cold mangled body close to his as the snow starts to fall

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(is this too ooc idk but I like it)

#Scaramouche #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x gn reader #scaramouche x gender neutral reader #scaramouche x male reader #Scaramouche x m reader #scaramouche x female reader #Scaramouche x fem reader #Scaramouche x f reader #genshin impact #genshin impact imagines #genshin angst #angst #angst fic

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covenantofthedeep · 1 year

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can i call you tonight? ☆

feat. | scaramouche for chiyo bc u asked, just 10 years later summary | seeing scara after a long time :) set in a coffee shop and modern a/n | tfw u havent written in like three months so u forgot ur formatting and also why do u shitpost sm ✨ and also ur formatting is ugly af time to change it but ur too lazy what the fuck sunny. also ps im sorry if this is ooc

scaramouche |

you haven't heard from scaramouche for ages--probably weeks? probably months? honestly, you're trying to forget, you swear, but you really can't. it takes everything in you to not check who it is when the cafe door opens, every single time.

maybe this time... maybe this time it'll be him, you tell yourself when the bell jingles above the door.

you used to go to the cafe to work, because at home, it was too loud, crowded with your family. you have your own place now; there's no reason why you stay at the cafe besides the fact that you met him there the very first time.

he had rushed in from the rain, dripping wet, and painfully short, and your heart had jumped. you'd seen him around town, buying various things (he'd taken a clear hankering to unagi chazuke) and walking. you'd watched him as he'd plodded to the cash register, ordering a coffee (black). you hadn't been able to take your eyes off of him as he'd sat down beside you.

you had scooted your stuff away, which had prompted him to gruffly ask, "is this seat taken?"

"no," you'd replied, closing your laptop and folding your arms over it. "scaramouche, right?"

that had kindled a friendship--and dare you say, even more?--but then one night, he'd left. not a word, not a letter, not anything. just up and left. it had torn a hole in your heart that you tried to fill with too-sweet coffee and running mile after mile, covering stretches of land in the hopes that you'd glimpse his face.

you loathed how you thought about him, how you dreamt up scenarios where he'd walk into the cafe, apologizing for his absence (usually, something had happened to the tsaritsa and he'd had to leave) and sitting down beside you. sometimes, when you hated yourself, you'd imagine him walking in with someone else on his arm.

you lose yourself in your daydream, sipping slowly at your intensely sweet coffee of the day, when someone pulls up a chair across from you. you ignore them and turn up your music, hoping they'll get the hint. can't they tell?? you're lost in your daydream.

three songs play before the other person apparently decides they've had enough and clears their throat. you glance up and a flush washes over your body, background sounds disappearing. your hands tremble a little bit (fucking hell, you want to laugh at yourself) and you can feel a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. you stifle a little laugh.

you set your tea down, trying to calm your racing heart down, to no avail. he can probably tell how much you'd missed him right on your face. probably it's written right across your forehead: I MISSED YOU SO MUCH I THOUGHT UP AT LEAST 100 SCENARIOS ABOUT YOU COMING BACK.

this is so stupid, you tell yourself, slowly taking off your headphones. "no way," you mutter, "no way you're back."

he spreads his arms out wide, leaning back in his chair, just as he always did. "what can i say? i missed you."

you scoff, but this time, you can't stop the smile spreading across your face. "i'm mad, just so you know," you tell him, but pull your chair closer to his. "and i have work to do."

"oh," he says. is it just you, or is he a little bit disappointed? huh. maybe he did miss you after all.

"can i call you tonight?" you ask, packing your things up. "i mean--i will. i will call you tonight."

"yes," you hear him call out as you shut the cafe door behind you.

you walk away with a little pep in your step, beaming so wide it hurts your cheeks.

#ik this is written differently from my usual style #sorry guys #ummmm yeah i haven't written in so long but figured why not :]#gonna try answering all my asks?#or mayhap i will just clear my inbox and ask fornew ones lol #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x yn #scaramouche fluff #guys is this angst or fluff #scaramouche fic #scaramouche #kunikuzushi x reader #kunikuzushi x you #kunikuzushi fluff #kunikuzushi x yn

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starglitterz · 27 days

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OMG HELLO YOU REMMEBWR ME??????? I AM ON THE SERENDIPITY TAGLIST YES AND I WAS‼️ AROUND WHEN THE CYNOSURE ERA HAPPENED !!! BEEN A FAN SINCE DAY ONE ‼️‼️🤞🤞🤞No but like it genuinely makes me feel so giddy and giggly knowing u remember me thats so sweet and cute 😭😭<33 AND I WAS THINKING OF SCARAPOOKS BEING THE NEW PARTNER !!

like imagine the ex was bothering reader or rubbing it into their face that the reader's "alone" now and then Scara swoops in like the knight in shining armor he is and he defends us and tries to make the ex jealous even :33 OR !! I would actually,, also be okay with him literally throwing hands cuz like ngl that'd be hot HWHAHAHAH imagine he's like "how dare you talk to them after everything you've put them through?!" like idk it miiiiiiiiight be a tiiiiiiiny bit ooc AND intense but.. 🙇🏻‍♀️ and maybe afterwards he could 🤭sorta comfort us 🤭and ask us for a dance 🤭🤭🤭 I have SO much Scaramouche brainrot omg does shinji chair pose

How to put every trope and scenario into one scara fanfiction😞😞 literally me with my blue bag(?? If u can even call it that) full of Scara crumbs;;

Also like you DEFINITELY dont have to follow whatever I just said !! Especially since I basically vomited scenarios 😭😭 you should just go with the flow and whatever feels right to you !! And make sure to go at your own pace <33 I CANT WAIT TO READ IT AHH IM SO EXCITED 😭👊👊

HELLOOOO POOKIE SORRY I'M RESPONDING SO LATE BUT YES HIHIHI!!! omg I KNEW IT !!! i def recognised your user from serendipity taglist but i wasn't 100% certain abt cynosure BUT YAY !!! it makes me sooo happy that you've stuck around my silly little blog for so long :> ACTUALLY CRYING IN THE CLUB RN UEUEUE,,, and ur so cute omg HELPSKJDKJS

STOP THE WAY YOU TYPE IS SO FUNNY I LOVE IT😭😭😭 i will definitely consider all these and try to include as much as i can for the fic <3 ALSO THIS IS LITERALLY ME LOOKING AT MY EVENT... me when i actually have to write...

AND STOP THE ANT PICTURE KILLS ME EVERY TIME 😭😭😭 ily, you're so sweet ahh i will do my absolute best to create a fic that you'll enjoy!! AHASKJDKS ily have a great day!! <333

#📧 — mail !#layla240💌#💫 — THE STARGLITTERZ GALA .

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thescribeoflostmemories · 1 year

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Reader: Maiko

Name of guest: scaramouche

Type of service:

flower set!

Additional(s):

dessert teehee

i hope im doing this right TT

Order received!

Warnings: R18+ for desserts, minors do NOT interact! Mostly fluff, some angst not the main couple, OOC Scaramouche (Probably butchered him, I have no idea on how to write him), Most likely inaccurate Geisha.

@mellowwillowy , @eliciana

"To those are lost, shall find within their inner most good and their greatest wish." - Scribe

"One hand, one heartbeat"

============= Few months earlier =============

A young Maiko dressed in her finest has fled the community out of shame, you have seen it. The news of Kazuo’s infidelity had reached you, he had sworn to be true to you once you had retired at your coming of age. Now his little affair is on every news board for everyone to see, including you. “Curse you, Yashiki!” Maiko screeched, crying your heart out. Bumped into someone and with a gauche, you fell down…

“My apologies.” trying to say sorry but hearing the snooty reply of a person

“Tch, it's you again. Look where you’re going, girl!” The short, young man scolded you.

“Jerk!” taking your apology back and just taking off, not knowing who you bumped into. Who ran after you to demand an apology.

Following the twist and turns then arriving at a meadow behind a curtain of odd purply veils. Sullen, wrapping your arms around your knees, pulling it to you. Sitting down next to a patch of wildflowers. “Can you even believe it? I’m just a whole circus to him, curse him, CURSE YOU YASHIKI!”

“All that rude talk for a plot of land? Can’t imagine how wretched your life must be.” You heard a person, huffing as your finger petted a flower’s fragile petal.

“Leave me alone sir, I’m just a stranger to you.” Grumbling, hearing him come close to you.

“You’re right, it is none of my business.” He huffs, just as he was about to walk away he suddenly turned around and faced you. “But tell me anyway.”

Looking at the red flower, it made your blood boil with anger.“Just someone I thought I knew my whole life.”

“You should have punched him if that was the case."

"I would, but. I couldn't, it may be the solution at the time. Though they probably think it's better this way."

" Who? "

" My other friends." You gestured to the frail and growing patch of flowers next to you. This place has always been your secret place, your sacred rabbit hole.

“They’re just a bunch of flowers. They’ll be gone the moment you look away from them.” The indigo haired youth frowned in distaste.

“Even so, they’re the only ones that could understand me in this terrible job.” Pulling your knees closer. “I could almost hear them, if I could just give more time.” A rather fruitless endeavor, but a goal nonetheless. “I’m sorry for taking up your time, I should be going. My matron is most likely looking for me.” Standing up, you dusted off the dirt off your clothes.

He scoffed ,“You better be. I’m not here to babysit you until dusk, you know.” Crossing his arms.

“I’ll try to make it up to you somehow!” waving goodbye to him before leaving.

The Balladeer didn’t move away, he merely looked at the flora you cherished. "You guys better learn how to talk properly to her, or else." Scaramouche hush-ly threatened a harmless meadow of flowers.

==========

Sometime later ===========

“Oh, it’s you… Going to cry again, shortie?” You didn’t expect to bump into the stranger from a few days ago. Nor did you plan on hearing him insulting you. Though what makes his insult odd is that, you’re kinda taller than him thanks to your geta.

“If you wanted a fight, you could have just said so instead of making it public.” Sighing to yourself, thinking you could easily apologise to a stubborn person like him.

“And what’s a poor Maiko like yourself going to do, hmmm?”

“dear sir, I’d appreciate it if you could just please follow me since I still have an apology to give you.”

“You better make it worth my while.”

And so you two shared lunch on you by the flower patch, “Sorry that this is sub par on what you’ll eat where you’re from.” It’s half of your usual simple light meal.

“I don’t believe you made this.” He says since girls like you wouldn’t be allowed by your matron to lift a single thing that isn’t part of their training.

“Then don’t, it’s not like someone has a weapon to your head to say it.” you munch on the eel and rice. Smiling with content at the flavors that blend together well with the white blanket of rice.

You then noticed the young man just stares absent minded-ly at the meal. He felt your gaze and snapped “What?”

“You don’t like it?” raising an eyebrow at him who, in return gave an irritated look.

“Bah! You need this meal more than I do anyway!” He shoves the meal back in your arms, making you a bit confused as to why he does this.

“Uhm Sir-” he cut you off.

“Scaramouche, or Balladeer to you.” Raising your hands in defeat since he seems on edge.

“Alright, alright, Scaramouche.” the name feels familiar, you ought to ask your Mada about him.

“Good, you better learn some manners.” Now this one is a real head scratcher for you. But you just smile at him.

“Do you like flowers?” You suddenly asked him.

Another frown. "They're just flowers." He once remembered a time where he just gaze at the flora and just be content with it.

"Then you like me to make tea for you?" He just laughs, not in a 'haha, that's so funny! ' kind of way.

"I bet it's not even that good."

"I could ask to give you a first time discount." He just gave you this weird look, as if he knows where you work.

"Don't tea houses only take in loyal clients?" That's true, at least until recently.

" We do, but. My mada says we need to change up the rules so everyone has a chance to experience it. " You try to explain to him.

" It might be better to let it stay as is, instead." Scaramouche mumbled.

"True that, though. I'd rather let things move… I mean there has to be something good in the future, yes?" There you are, trying to be hopeful. Failing miserably with how your own mind doesn't seem to like something new… "So, you're coming to have that tea ceremony, right?" Matching indigo eyes with his hair looked at you, opening his mouth and giving a strong.

"No."

============ Present =======

You couldn't help but crack a tiny smile. 'What happened to that, 'No', though? ' Going near him, you patted his shoulder.

“Lord Harbinger Balladeer, would you like to play a game with me?” You offered to play Tora-tora with him, now that you and him meet again in your workplace.

“Go bother someone else.” he tried to shoo you away like some house fly.

You only patted his shoulders to avoid showing any kind of emotion. “Look, nearly everyone’s joining in.”

“I’m still not convinced.”

Poking his cheek. “You'll miss out if you don't join in."

“Fine, fine!” He groaned in annoyance, relenting.

"Everyone please look at the bamboo grove which extends thousands of miles." You all- well the staff started to sing.

Seeing the young looking Harbinger so displeased at the notion of playing Tora tora with you. "There was a vast forest, take a peek and you won't believe what you'll see… " While the older Geisha played the shamisen, both you and him saw each other by peeking at the side of the changing screen. " Wearing a golden headband and a sash. The watonai with all his might has indeed caught, Tora tora tora tora… " clapping as you two start to ready yourselves to get into the stance.

Using your hands in an elegant pose as if you were one of the many spearmen of Inazuma. " Tora tora… tora" stepping out to reveal each other and Scaramouche is in a tiger position, making you the winner of this round. For some reason he has this disgusted look when you do the spear formation.

Another round, this time you were pretending you were the tiger on the prowl. Revealing yourselves to each other and this time he's the Spear man. A triumphant smile graced his lips.

Time has passed, and it's nearing the end of the party. And you're still attending to the youthful harbinger. "I'm glad you enjoyed that, Lord Balladeer." You smiled back at him, letting only him see it.

"Because you wouldn't shut up about it, so I don't have much of a choice." He tries to reject the idea that he liked it.

Accompanying him outside of the pavilion.“I guess, this is goodbye, Lord Balladeer.”

"I can always visit you here." He doesn't seem to understand

" I am bound to my Mistress.” You reminded him, having a personal affair isn't allowed. Even then, you young and dumb for trusting that guy in the first place. "I just wish that time would just sit still for a while… You know?" If you had a vision, you'd probably use it to travel around and not care about the world anymore. Thinking about it right now, didn't Kazuo have a vision? A pyro one at that. Were you also subconsciously using him as well?

You didn't notice the tears that escaped down the ground, until he held your hand with his. "Mukae ni iku." Scaramouche proclaimed boldly.

That tugged on your heart strings a little bit. "Thank you for thinking of me. Goodbye, Scaramouche.” you sniffed, and wiped some of the tears that smudge your makeup.

============ Weeks later. ============

“I told you, I can’t love you Lord Balladeer.” It had been weeks since that party, he hasn't forgotten his promise to you that day. In a few days you'd be a Geisha for completing your training. It was night and you haven't been visiting the flowers as of late. But this Fatui Harbinger just barges into your room through your window.

He huffed, "Then come with me to Sumeru, you'll have better flowers over there. I bet those guys wouldn't let you cry as much as Inazuman's Flora." Replying with confidence as if it were the obvious answer.

With a hand over your face, you said. "Lord Scaramouche, I can't just leave my job and go-"

"Take her Balladeer, as far away from here as possible." The voice of Fuuka can be heard from the door of your room.

"Lady Fuuka! " You turned around and made a deep bow to her.

"That’s Ma’am Wong to you, outsider. I’ve made my decision.” a potent scent of tobacco lingered around her, even when there's a screen between you. “I’m well aware of your intentions, Balladeer. My sons have told me so of your eyes that have been placed on my establishment for quite some time." She let out a puff of smoke. "Treat my daughter well or I’ll have to retrieve her back.”

“Lady Fuuka.” another tear emerges and streaks down your face.

“Go, before I change my mind and sic Kazuo to have her hand instead." The shadow only showed her waving her hand dismissively at them, back turned.

Scaramouche is understandably suspicious of Fuuka's intentions. “You’re rather compliant to let her be with me."

“ I would like to have my child to be happy, rather than to live with regrets in her short life. You may both leave tomorrow. Have some rest before leaving.”

========== Dessert =========

You don't know how it happened but it did, while travelling to Sumeru, you and Scaramouche decided to take a bit of a detour from the main path to the city. Here you two are, having a bit of fun before continuing your journey.

“I told you to keep your mouth shut.” Grunted the Balladeer who has you pinned against a tree, using your thighs to satiate himself.

"Nyah..!?" You groaned when he suddenly touched your breast, playing with it with his free hand.

You could hear some rustling. Out of fear of getting caught, you squeeze your thighs together causing Scaramouche to moan.

"You … - ngh… " His hips moved faster. "If you talk again… your thighs won't be the only … thing… mghn… "

"… What..? "

" That's it! " He forces you on your knees so you're at eye level with his shaft. "If you're going to keep talking."

A/N: Sorry these two took too long, last and this current month have been a bit overwhelming. I’ll be posting the last couple reqs for the event sometime this month. Sorry once more!

Next reqs would be "All I want is love" Yan Pantalone/Yan Capitano

#Falaila's Dessert #scaramouche #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #fatui x reader #fem reader

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miiserableee · 2 years

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( POLAR MYSTIQUE ) ▸ TRES : ! ( dos ) / ( quatro )

scaramouche × fem!reader ! ( summary ) in which two persistent people's story is shared and discussed , a hopeless sinful love finally dimming its dwindling light . ( mentions ) of reader having an older brother , being perfect , smart athletic u know the drill , xiaoven ! unrequited feelings ! rejection ( xiao receiving from reader , sob ) toxic (?) relationships ! ooc xiao , venti , scaramouche ! drunk reader ! reader w/ abandonment issues ! reader kind of a bro-con ! reader is weak to alcohol ! this is uh , kind of in a 2nd person viewpoint of xiao ! transparent cheating ? xiao mentioned to be in love with reader and venti ? ( 7k words ) modern!au!

also might feel like a xiao x reader cause , cause yes i kinda felt like writing him these days i hab no idea why , using him as a semi-reference for a character im doing in a orig taglish series maybe one of the reasons but yes , im getting off track again . MIGHT FEEL LIKE A XIAO × READER IF U SKIP CHAPTER UNO & DOS ! cringe level of this broke my records so beware ! yes , please-ism .

𖥼 , MESSY STRAYED BLOOMING YOU'VE DONE !

HE STARES . at his phone's screen . he's been staring since earlier actually . almost looking as if he's glaring at it now . what exactly was the object of such serious peering ? well , it's one of your messages . a hastily typed , come if u can—!! standing as the last message in said message box . he had been staring at it , even got so mad when a classmate of his , taking the same class asked him why he was so occupied . well , mad wouldn't really fit it , enraged maybe , his amber eyes gleaming darkly at that guy's greens . xiao was sure the classmate with a name he had never heard or bothered remembering before felt offended and scared enough to spout half-baked insults as he drags away his things to flee .

was in such a hurry that he didn't know his bag wasn't zipped and most of his pens dropped down the white of the marbled flooring . xiao didn't bother going to fetch the pens and chuck it back that guy's bag or something . he just pushes his phone away on the large of the desk . the lecture hall , now empty , the lecture ending about a few dozens of minutes ago . his last class was this one so he didn't bother packing up right away . not like he even did put out any of his things . no more class seem to be planning on using this hall for now too . he grunts .

leaning back his head on the seat , staring at the ceiling and muttering unintelligible nothings . "Should I go ?" he sucks on his tongue and settles it between his teeth . "I shouldn't ," remembering your face and to keep himself from biting into the poor pinkish pierced muscle , he just shuts his eyes . inhaling deeply . "Wanna see her ."

"Really ?" ticklish against his pale skin were trails of hair , all soft and smooth , smell all too familiar for him to feel wary . he sighs . the question floating around until he catches up with it , a butterfly net , snuggling it in a jar with his answer , "Hm , sorry ." he helplessly mutter , eyes of greens , almost too blinding , seemingly flash a set of relief . venti chuckles , pressing a kiss unto his forehead , "It's fine ."

xiao sighs at the feeling of those lips pressing up at a space on his tattoed skin , almost sending tingling electric volts in him . venti pulls him up from how he slouch himself into his seat . his black coat straightening up , his sleeveless turtle neck suddenly having him feel , just a teensy bit , stuffy . chains dangling and earrings gleaming with the lights suddenly emitting , the clouds are making way . the smell of apples slapping his worries away . "Go , pick her up . I'll be waiting at the cafe ." there wasn't a hint of worry . a hint of doubt . a hint of envy .

and as much as that should impale xiao , it relieves him .

"I'm sorry ." he so repeats , venti giggling one last time , one last squeeze on both his palms before muttering a low , "As I said , it's alright !" xiao smiles softly at the reassurement , though of course , not at all convinced , he knew he had to turn a blind eye to it , again , like he had been doing for two years on start and end . since , deep rooted feelings aren't that easily erased . grabbing his phone and slinging his sling bag over his shoulder , he was ready to go .

"I'll get going now ."

the considerably bubbly alcoholic nods and wave . watches as his lover turns his back to leave . a low hum leaving him as he fetches his phone from his own coat's pockets . "Ah , I forgot to the end the call ."

"So it seems ."

venti laughs , a bit heartily , quite not what diluc wanted to hear but he kept his mouth shut . this wasn't his business , none of his business . he sighs against his phone . venti knew what was coming , he even has his answers ready . "I didn't at all think you'd be this generous of a being ."

"I'm not ." venti grins , his tone lively , voice full of blissful melody . not even a hint of melancholy . despite what come may , despite the potential tragedy . diluc strikes a light glare , maybe intended for his regular costumer , but only ever landing on an empty seat on the other side of the counter . "Then are you just foolish ? Allowing him to remain by your side despite how he's already admitted of having feelings for someone else . It's either some bad case of over brimming stupidity or generosity ."

diluc pauses , oh right , he doesn't have a say in this . his sentence ended with an obvious falling cut , venti doesn't say a thing for a while . an unlikely thing for him to do with that loose mouth . he's always been a talker , be it drunk or sober . "It's neither ." he finally answers , stepping down the stair case to leave the hall . "I'm just sure ." diluc rolls his eyes .

"That he doesn't have a chance !"

venti would also comment on his tones and choice of words and voicing but , he doesn't really mind , so long as he pushes his message on . he needed to be pushed on with that message too . to say that he wasn't worried , would be a lie , really . xiao is one to be rather devoted . be it by the act of loving or hating , doing anything . it's hard to say that he'd even be able to get over you . seeing as , you've rejected the guy already but there he was still .

helplessly in love with you .

maybe even , stupidly in love with you . venti would hate on the thought , on the idea of his lover's persistence , but that devotion was also the reason he fell in love with him . venti couldn't say no when xiao asked , no , begged for him to not leave . but in truth , he didn't want to leave him either .

he even went as far as to act like he wouldn't mind you being in their relationship . like a throuple per say . you were one lovely girl after all , it's hard to not trip , not fall for one like you . especially applicable theory to one like xiao . if he was really giving , then he would've given xiao to you , done something to make things for you two work . seeing as how things with you and scaramouche is going , it wouldn't be that hard to forcefully make you turn over a new leaf .

turn over past feelings and start developing new ones . but venti didn't . venti couldn't . it'd hurt , hurt so bad . he can only hope that you wouldn't somehow find the path to this turning over a new leaf maze shit , that'd be bad . super bad .

just as bad as how xiao's feeling right now . heart raging in his ribcage , somewhat pounding and hitting its veins within said premise that he so vividly felt it . he shakes his head , he hasn't even seen you yet . just why is he so excited ? well , there is the idea that he'd be able to see you again . considering how you were so occupied with things these last few weeks he couldn't really get a hold of you , not like he tried to anyways . with his circumstances , even if he could , he still really shouldn't .

y/n l/n

im at the benches near our department !

are you sure abt picking me up ????

i can go by myself !

a feeling akin to that of buds of cotton blooming into his chest , he imagines how you'd say those messages in person . probably with small expressions and barely any big-on emotion . he doesn't bother reply . already seeing you seated by one of the benches . still staring at your phone , probably waiting for him to reply now that he's got it on read . hm , he should walk to you faster .

he does . almost sprinting to you .

"Hey ." almost a whisper , his voice sounded as so . but you heard him , he's made his presence known , holding you by your shoulder . crisp looking top , looking a bit crumpled . you turn to him , already knowing who he was , a look of mid glee proposed to him . he scanned your face , amber eyes sticking at your visage . you didn't mind , immediately standing and having his hand feel lonely with the way it didn't have your warm shoulder to clasp on anymore .

"You're not wearing a coat ." he says , it's cold season , he would've said as well . you just smile , "I like feeling cold ." and he nods , he's heard you mention that before , but he can't help but worry , seeing as today it's particularly really cold . he planned to take off his coat , put it over your shoulders , have his scent mixing with yours . but you hold at the back of his hand before he can , "You don't like the cold ." you say , looking at him with the words , so don't give me your expensive looking coat , etched at your e/c eyeballs .

he chuckles , you must've caught glimpse of his bare arms under the thick of said coat . "Hm ." putting it back on , you whisper a "Let's go ?" which he answered with a silent nod . "I'm reaaaally sorry you had to go , the cafe I work in is really weird . Having such requirements mandatory for us employees to meet ." you whine , undeniably , sounding as though you felt bothered , which was expected . you only ever felt such sensation during moments you felt like you're bothering others . he doesn't keep silent , knowing that you'd go on and on and bury yourself too deep again .

"It's alright , classes ended early and I had tons of free time ." he mouths , the cold fogging up the air he breathed out , "Venti too , he ," pausing to stare aside and breathe in this time , you patiently wait . "His ended earlier than mine so he went ahead to the cafe ." you glance at him before nodding , bottom lip chilling between both lanes of teeth , "Did you bring your motor bike ? Are we going to take the bus ?"

since the store is about three long ass streets away . though he knew you knew he doesn't do buses , you still put it out there . as if knowing he would ride on one if ever he has to for you . he shakes his head , the thought drifting away with the shaking . "I bought a car last week ." he says , which you just smiled at , "Nice ! Does that mean I can hit up a ride ? Or do I go by bus ?" your questions could be regarded idiotic and unexpected to be questioned by one of your kind , someone supposedly acing the hardest exams of every difficult class . but he liked the contrast .

"Yeah , it means you get to hit up a ride ." he answers , noticing soon then that your attention wasn't on him anymore , as normal as that is for him from you , he still opt to know the reason for your distraction . and won't you look at that , it's an arcade machine . a claw machine to be precise . mounds of soft looking stuffed toys inside , animals like bunnies , cats and what others there are , all in pastel light colors . shining were they , and he bets you were blinded enough by the sheen that you forgot all else . just staring at it . he stares too .

couldn't find anything special about it . but it seems that you have . so he should probably try and find it too . to be better in the field of understanding you , to better himself enough to compensate for the years he couldn't get to spend with you , for the mere reason that fate decided you meet him too late . literally , too late .

"Can I try ?" you ask , pointing at the machine and he looks at you before slowly nodding , why are you asking him ? it isn't like he owned the thing . he had a few of the kind at home but he obviously wouldn't own something so cute-looking . he lets it slide seeing how cute you are simply pleading for him to tell you that yeah , you can , go ahead . is it some sort of wealth-rank complex ????? he just watches you clutch at the joy sticker , the red nub being a stopper . you held unto it so tightly he almost felt bad for said part .

moving the crane , you seem to want the meaty cat one , almost looking like some low budget edition totoro , but he keeps his mouth shut . watching you push the button looking all sure that you'd get it . the way it didn't at all grab the thing and just lifted back up looked akin to how quickly the edges of your lips risen , dawned down at the sight . he stares , "One more time ." but oop , you failed again . maybe there are some things ms. perfect can't do . though he didn't expect this one since you often frequent an arcade somewhere near the area . he figured you still haven't gotten the hang of it .

"Let me try ." he offers , which you look at him questioning at first at before your jaw slacked upon some inner realization . boy he wished you didn't just think what he thinks you did . you make way though . and decidedly , he was now the maneuver of the machine . the machine's sound effects as it moves the crane almost sounded like screeching as he moves the joy sticker , the machine anticipating the chances of ripping you off slipping . said machine had amazing future-looking skills ! the crane lands ! and the claw ? snatched that cheap ass totoro ! you were silently gaping as it moved from where the low budget built totoro is , to that open slot . when it was on the price out you looked at it with a look of holy shit . almost as if you've just seen michael jackson rise from the dead . xiao was the one to take it from the slot .

also was the one that handed it over to you , its size being just , perfect ! you couldn't believe he actually got it on the first try , or so he thought you thought from the way you looked . you did mention a few times , that you take three to four tries to get one stuffed toy .

he would've bought the machine and given it to you then and there instead but with how you look now by just the toy itself , maybe it was wise that he didn't at all propose such idea aboard . "You don't want it ?" he questions , as you just let him flail it between you two . you took it at hand right away , "Man , that was so cool ! Thank youuuu !" he shyly nods , but he bets that nod deemed like one of his usual ones , which he'd prefer .

"Yeah , let's get to my car ." he pushes you gently with a hand pressing at your shoulder since time seem to have meant nothing to you anymore as soon as the toy landed on your palms . guiding you to his said car . you just blatantly follow .

"Pretty car . It suits you ." you fastened your belt , you tried at least . where the fuck is it . you seem to fume out . he waits for you to put it on and just like with the claw machine he just offers to help you get it over with , though this time there was no warning . just putting an arm in front and finding the thing quickly . fastening it over you and you thank him again .

"Venti helped , picking it out ." you nod , holding the stuffed toy up your bag down your lap . "How's things going for you ?" he starts the engine , "Alright , Diluc's new bar near the area is opening up tonight . Been helping out ." looking back to get the car out of parking . "Mr. Ragnvindr opened up a new branch ?"

"Mhm hm , the one we went to two years ago had been doing well so he had a chance to open up a new one by the opposite area of it ." he starts to drive , and he was glad he picked up on how quite quickly . "Nice , are you gonna start working there too ?"

"Nope , the one we went to two years ago is nearer my dorm , but I'll be working there for a bit after the opening to , hm , he said something about attracting customers ." unlike him who didn't at all understand what that meant yet just agreed to it cause fuck further discussions , the context seem to click on you quicker than the moment he just agreed to it . "Mr. Ragnvindr sure is smart ." xiao doesn't at all try and question what you mean anymore and just drove . "What about you , how's it been going ?" you shrug , "Been alright too . Same old same old ." you smile , "Thank you for coming again , must've sucked . You could've gone to a date with Venti or something ."

he blinks , turning the wheel , "We'll consider our time there as a date , don't worry about it ." you laugh at this , shoulders jittering , "Me third-wheeling your moments , yay ." though sounding sarcastic , with the laughs your emitting , he couldn't tell . "Throuples exist you know ." he mutters , you hear . "Yehp ." he knew you knew what he meant , but you shoved it down the back of your head . just as he should have .

"We're here ."

and so you were . the drive went on with more talking , not like the silence was in any way awkward . but he felt the need to hear your voice as much as he can , so he kept going on with questions masked with a sense of concern . what a joke . though aware , you answer anyway .

it was the usual small cafe , in front of the small bookstore , beside the antique shop . resting rows of flowers in small black pots , some hanging , some just there on the floor . he knew you watered those plants during your shifts , you also are the one who picked out most of the seeds . you've said once that the pay here is good , due to being run by some wealthy old married couple , living by the same street . i sure am surrounded by rich people . you joked once .

he walks the path of shining stones , they were flat but you'd mistake them for being bumpy . he twists the knob of the glass door , the sign welcome ! swaying and the chime bells ding . he steps aside and urges you to go in first , you just smile at this and does just as he motioned you to do .

you're walking in as a fellow customer today . bringing two friends in . to somehow bring up the sales a bit . though this cafe is already pretty famous around here . maybe the bringing of a friend is to pledge some sort of loyalty within the employees ? for the employees to see more benefits since for the friend they bring the prices lowers ?

ah well . he couldn't tell . he just wishes to see you in that usual shop-uniform though . you always looked cute in it . though with now looking the most comfortable , maybe its for the better . "Y/NNNNNN ~ !"

the shouting of your name was indeed loud , but melodious nonetheless , you seem pleased with the welcoming gesture of pressing hugs as well . "Venti !" your take on his greeting is well , pathetic , but venti did not mind , simply snuggling more into you . oh how xiao wished he can do that too . "I missed you so much ! It's been real long !" he presses on and xiao was now busy wondering if the jealousy pent in his heart right now is because you're hugging his boyfriend , or because his boyfriend is hugging you .

"It really has been long ! I missed you too !!" you beam back , its been like , 2 months since the two of you got together after all . part of the reason why venti was real hyped to this bring a friend or more thing . which xiao felt totally not so jealous about , totally . venti pressing kisses on your cheeks which you just giggle at and in terms of giving back you just press your cheeks against his , xiao stared . if you were dating , could he do that too ? he shakes his head . fucker , venti's right there .

"Anywho , I'll take your orders . Which here do you two want ?" you seem to be planning to take the menu for them to pick but xiao got a hold of your shoulder again so to speak . feeling like your shoulders were the only place he's allowed to lay hands on . "I'll go ." he offers again , stealing a glance at venti who just excitedly puts up thumps ups . your e/c eyes bore into his ambers before you cease to a light grin and nod , "Mmkay , I'll pay for my share though ."

he'd like to pay for the three of you , but seeing venti just shrugging and doing those just shoo shoo and do as she says gestures , perhaps he should just let you pay this time .

the girl in clothes you usually wore , behind the counter , looked particularly flustered when he was the one to take order after the earlier guy . he bats no mind to the blushing or gushing of hearts and speech bubbles of kyakya !! he also just waits there by the other side since supposedly that's where you wait for your order .

he looks back and sees you and venti talking , your h/c hair drifting with its strands here to there . he wonder why some still fall off though you've got it tied already . he stares at the way you giggle , your eyes looking the most lively . you are the kind to mirror your companion at a certain degree after all .

he stares , now that he thinks about it , when did these sinful feelings start to explode in him . he couldn't really pinpoint when , or how . it just came about . like the dwindling sunlight outside , you just engulfed him like that . a feeling so sudden , a feeling he should have expected , a feeling so , so faltering . even he didn't get most of what he just thought . but it felt like that .

he's seen you a lot before though . a lot . one would think , venti was the bridge and he was forced to cross to get on good terms with you but it was the other way around . xiao was the one to have met you first , both taking unneeded but frequent classes . he always finds himself seated somewhere near you , and he never even intended to do as so back then . he's seen you so diligently listening into classes . he's received multiple pens he's dropped and you picked up . it came to a point where you probably noticed just how much he's observing you every class every other day . and that noticing led to you smiling and nodding to him , accommodating his existence . which he somehow felt fuzzy about .

he started talking to you after then , started going on about your notes , if he could borrow and copy them . if you'd like to meet venti , if you'd want to have lunch together , if you had classes after , what major you're taking , all those and for what ? because you were poking at his interest .

poking so unintentionally .

the poking pushed buttons , buttons that switched him from being the epitome of winter , to that of autumn , then somehow naturally shoving him to be one with spring . he doesn't speak much to anyone , not really finding the benefit of such trivial exhange of words . he believed that all the changes he's built were enough and all just for venti . but you came . and smashed such belief to millions of pieces he's struggling to find and put to one again .

he's not one to talk about things like , I've actually grown taller you know . to someone like you , who just looks at him surprised and laughs . he doesn't know but somehow letting you know about certain things concerning him felt natural . he liked to share his day's happenings , especially those days were you two couldn't get even a class in together .

he didn't think it was love .

considering his past with some friends , he thought he was finally receiving his luck with you . he enjoyed being with you , a friend . a good friend . someone he liked to protect , some he liked to be around with all the time ! but it was just a farce set up by his mind , and that farce soon fell down enough , "You like her ." it hurts that venti was the one that said that .

xiao felt like a part of his heart crumbled .

he liked you ? looking at it with that sense in mind maybe he did ? does that explain why he get the feeling of wanting to hug you ? of wanting to hold your hand ? of wanting to always be there for you ? of wanting to be the one owning the shoulder you cry and lean on ? is that why he felt so infuriated to see that all those , those are all scaramouche in one , for you ?

infuriated enough that he muttered about it to venti .

his boyfriend . his lover . his significant other . does that make him a piece of shit ? loving another ? do they need to break up now ? because he likes someone else ? but he still loves venti . he still loves him . he still do . he knew he shouldn't like you , he doesn't have a chance or even hope that you'd be able to feel the same anyway , and he was sure he loved venti more .

so he begged .

looking so regretful . knowing full well the thorns of his words . knowing full well the impact . knowing full well that pity could be a stronger feeling than pain . he still remembers how venti looked at him with a look so accepting , "Hm , I'll wait , yeah ?"

yet two years passed , and what he wished was just some infatuation blast , continued to persistently last .

it was an endless struggle of not knowing what is hurting him anymore . is it that you loved another and would never look at him that way ? or is it that he loved another despite the presence of his significant other for long half a decade ? venti never outright said it , even proposed something along the lines of forming a poly-relationship , all for supporting xiao with this transparent cheating , but he knew , somewhere along those wordings ,

venti was losing all those godly patience too .

running low , while his love for you continuously grow , he felt disgusting . disgusted and repulsed , at himself , at his feelings . for not having properly account it to what it is , for underestimating it . it wasn't supposed to be that hard to let you go .

seeing as he had the right heavy reasons to do so .

"How are you and Scaramouche doing ?" venti downright asks , the topic at hand was more interesting than all discussions going on this evening , interesting enough that it pulls xiao off of his though trail of thinking . it was getting too dark there anyway . "Same same ." your answer is always as doused with mundane as this so called special deluxe , worth fucking almost 250 mora and for what . maybe for the dandelion wine infused ganache drizzled over it . chocolate drippings he's been avoiding like the plague .

"Still not on the dating stage ?" he asks again , xiao continues to munch on the ice cream , he hopes someone creates almond tofu flavored cream iced and frozen too . maybe that'd taste liken shit , like he's feeling right now . "I heard he's just broken up with a girl from the Business Department ." that was a way to say , I can't possibly do anything right now . And it's obvious he wouldn't be advancing anytime soon either . which is just an assumption of a thought , really . but xiao has it canon-ized in his mind as he steal a glance at you sip your smoothie .

"How sad , it's surprising that you've invited us though . I thought you'd bring the wanderer and Scaramouche for sure ." unlike xiao is venti whom was scraping all of the custard ice cream for it's alcohol-contaminated parts . "Yeah , since they originally always hang out here . More than us too ." xiao contributes into prying more out of you . since you're like that .

it's either they shovel the 6 feet of soil for you to fish out at the presented coffin what they want to hear , or you just leave it to rot there and become fertilizer to then help grow your urge to keep everything under your deepest depths within .

"Scara is ," you weren't one to be particularly gentle , but you weren't at all that harsh , "Being a piece of shit right now so I didn't really feel like asking him for this favor , yeah , hm ." or maybe that's just one of xiao's canon-ized assumption right there , though he'd have the guts to actually bring up that isn't he already a piece of shit on a regular basis ?

he didn't at all have his guts steeled enough right now to actually be able to handle having your pretty self down drunk again and just by arm's length . he closes his eyes again and sighs . you continue chugging at one more huge glass , the numbing to you so quick that the burn on your throat probably wasn't even a thing to bother expressing or feeling anymore .

venti just had to invite you to the grand opening of the bar mentioned earlier . well , seeing how sad you looked earlier and how careless you look now , maybe it was for the better . still though , why does he have to be the one to watch over you . he's been doing his best to not spend more than 3 hours with you today but venti just had to—

he heaves in a breath now , and tugs at the tie of the uniform he wore . he would rather start blending mixes of cocktails right now than feel his innards sear along the scalding burning feeling in him . a bit more pull at his once thick rope of patience , and he'd really flip those innards of his out for you to see . maybe the idea that he's feeling like that would finally get you to consider a life with him .

it's not like he can do that . it's not like he can do anything . even when he's the one here with you right now , he knew you were thinking of someone else . how ? well , you've been mumbling about it since earlier , slurred whines and complaints becoming more and more dented in his brain with all the repeating .

he pushes down a hand of yours that plans to chug another mug , he's heard you speak of the foam looking rather tempting and yummy but no , he can't let your liver suffer any more . "I think that's enough , Y/n ." he says , also pushing aside the other mugs , some spilling .

"It , it's not ! I need more ! Why are you putting it , putting it away ! Gimme !" two years ago , you were a crying drunk . two years after , you're an angry drunk . brows furrowed and lips down on a displeased frown , he stared , your puffed cheeks , all red looking cute . "Any more and you'd pass out ." he says , and you scoff , "No , I won't ! Liar ! I drank like , like 105677 mugs . . . last year ! The fuck you mean pass out ?????"

if that was true then you wouldn't have just passed out you would've probably died on spot . he says nothing and just shows you a bottle of water . his stretched arm on your waist as you leaned down the huge brown table , pushing you back as you try to reach the mugs . "I no want that tastless shit ."

"I bet the beer doesn't taste like anything anymore to you too ."

"I want the burn !"

"Can you still feel the burn ?"

". . . No , but I bet I will , I will when I drink one more mug !" well , aren't you stubborn . "The more you drink , the more it blurs and numbs everything . Have some water and sober up . Let's get you home ." you finally take the bottle and jugged up the whole contents , how , cool .

"It's no good , Xiao ." you sulk , crushing the plastic of the bottle and straightening your arms to then fall into the table , your face stuck on the surface . he retreats his arm , "What is ?"

"I'm not forgetting , I want to , forget ." he hears you sniffing , crying again . he guessed that in the end , you fall into crying drunk after all . "That Scaramouche told you he doesn't care whichever or whoever it is you date ?"

"Hm , it's so , annoying ."

"Why ?"

"Because I like him ."

he knows . why'd he even ask . "Right , like him . You like him ." he wished the bitter in his tongue remained there and didn't at all slip itself out and covered the whole of his statement . "Why not tell him ?" since , he obviously likes you back . you shake your head , "He'll reject me ." he fucking won't . he settles down the way his breath clogged in on his throat , chains clamping at his heart , now also , heating up . "How about this ," you immediately look back at him , your cheek pressing at the table now , half-lidded eyes looking drowsy enough that he lost himself in them for a second . "You don't forget things when you get drunk right ? But it's also common that people forget things they do and say when they're not sober ."

no . stop . stop talking .

"Are you telling me to , confess to him ? Then if he rejects me I can just , act like I was just drunk and it was just a joke and I didn't even at all remember it even if by fact I do and with that method I can be free of the wonder that he might reject me ?" for a minute , he was sure you were sober , not drunk , not wasted , sober . he bites at the inner parts of his bottom lip . it bled , bled a lot . "Yeah ." this is for the better .

you slowly sat up properly . "Xiao , you so weird ."

you laugh lowly , "Very nice though ."

"You said that before too ."

he felt his heart shrink , his entire being falter , his inner sanity walking out , he heaves in a breath . "You said that before too ." he repeats . he remembers it well , the first time he confessed . the first time you joked to him with doubt as a sideline , the first time you looked like you wished he was just joking . he still remembers the way you rejected him , not saying that you liked anyone else , not at all mentioning anyone else , not trying to just push your way out of it through someone else .

you looked like you wanted to cry back then .

when you said that you didn't want him to like you . when you said that he shouldn't like you . when you said that he's wrong for liking you . but still told him that he was nice , that he was kind , that you liked being with him . but any more tha friends or pals , is not in your options or choices . because he had venti . and you aren't supposed to be the one receiving all that attention and affection .

he knew you'd say that . but he still hoped .

he hoped hard enough that even when you crushed it with your words and statements and attempts of leaving , he still couldn't let go . "You have Venti , Xiao ." there's no way you were drunk . he shakes his head , "He already was alright with the idea of us being a throuple , some poly relationship , he said he was—"

"You know he doesn't mean that ."

of course he does , of course , of course , but couldn't you just , "Sorry ." he mumbles , his head dropping down , his eyes falling to stare at the way his fists have clenched . you have always been like this , all calm and direct , the faltering you once showed just bringing alight another form of interest .

"There are , two . Two Xiaos . Man , can't see straight anymore . . ." you meant that , literally . the absence of the alcohol in your system coming back in your veins with tenfold impact , you jelly plop your head and whole weight back on the table . still supposedly facing him . he looks at you , "I bet ." he release a heavy breath , said air let out probably had all his feelings drenched along every molecule of it , he'd like it if that was actually happening .

but no , it wasn't .

it stays there , no matter what he does , no what he thinks he need to do . like how he stays there looking at you , he's got his hair all messy now from the many times he's been ruffling it . "Let's get you home ?" you huff , turning your head to the side . "Home , naur ." your slurring more evident now .

"Call . . . Scaraboobies !"

his eyes squint , his heart jitters , he loses it , but just breathes it out . "Can't you do it ?"

"Can't . See straight anymore ."

"Hand it over ."

and like a suddenly called on student from their day-time dozing off , you shuffle your whole entire outfit for said phone . hands it to him and he immediately goes to dial and phone him . the ringing almost sounded like the sand drizzling down the sand glass . he kept it in , just a bit more , maybe he wouldn't answer , maybe he can be the one to take you home .

the ringing stopped , and a few faint cussing and laughing was heard . xiao bites back a cuss . "Hey , uh , Scaramouche . Yeah it's , hm , us again ." he says , almost sounding too tired that anyone that hears him just heads on to patting his back , a good job to keep him going . "Xiao ? Why are you on Y/n's ," he pauses , realization hitting him . "She drank again ." xiao nods , "She drank again ." repeating his words , tone just a bit more sure , though somehow scaramouche sounded sure-r . "And I'm supposed to drive her home ."

xiao turns and sees you expectantly staring at him , silent and just looking . he turns back to the front , "She seem to want you to . But if you're busy ," he silences himself for a moment , to somehow indent the loud of the one on the other line's background . "I can do it ." scaramouche scoffs , a few clinking heard and the background noises diminishes with a bleep . "She most likely wishes you not to even dare ."

what confidence . not wanting to admit how right scaramouche is , xiao turns to look to you again and your head's already turned back to the other side . he clicks his tongue . "Right ."

"I'll be there in a bit . Don't touch her ."

it's not like he would . well , he could . scaramouche ends the call , which somehow pisses xiao off . how can he have the actual assurance that xiao wouldn't touch you—ah , he groans . pushing back his weight and leaning on the black couch ,

"Confess to him ."

"Is that an order ?"

"If it is would you do it ?"

"Nooope ."

you both keep silent for a while , since he says nothing more , which is rather unsettling , not for you but for him . you seem to have dozed off . he watches as quickly as it happened , how his putting of his coat that have already draped down your waist back up your shoulder blades , have been disregarded by it falling down naturally down the couch when he arrived . you were dazed , looking drunk , smelling drunk and sounding drunk , "Scara !" which the man of said name just scowls at . "Y/n ." and you beam at him , holding on his forearms as he held unto your elbows .

and xiao watches . heart aching , eyes wanting to wander away , stray the gaze yet he didn't . he's seen scenes far more worst , worst being more affectionate and loving looking . this much shouldn't hurt , but it did . way more too . he notices that you were about to be pulled away , like the first night , like all those time . now was the only time he had the courage to try and make you stay , the way he latched at your opened palm too sudden , his skin touching yours bringing shivers .

"Hn ?" you look to him and he sees that familiar glow in your eyes , shining bright , like tides so high , since her moon has come . he wince at the revelation , hand clutched , not wanting to let go . but maybe it's in those eyes of yours , e/c and doe , a lot different from the dead dull looking ones , your pair seemingly glossed . reflecting his stature . reflecting his pleading eyes of amber . ah , he has to let go .

"You don't wanna go home ?" scaramouche aids , and your drunken eyes shift , the confusion's drip faltering and there it was again . that gaze , so comforting . "I'll get going now , Xiao . Thanks for today ." he would mistake you sober , if it weren't for the way you sway back your legs and wave your hands at him , as scaramouche finally pulls you out of that secluded area , into the crowd , and away from him . away from xiao .

he watches , the partying swarm you disappeared in .

SCARA-LiNE ! / WORK NAVi ! 7k ampota (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

falling in love with you , the sweetest sin he's ever committed . he doesn't regret it , as wrong as it is . he's glad it was you . it's hard , knowing that since the beginning , he had no chance , really , none . he could be everything you want him to be , the kind of guy that would bend himself for your own wishes and conveniences , would you love you for all your worth .

he would do everything , anything , whatever there is to do . however he can , whenever he can . he'd give you everything , offer you all things , there was nothing he couldn't give , nothing he's lacking . all that , he was willing to sacrifice just for you to give him a chance . but he knew ,

the moment your eyes first glistened with tears right in front of him , the moment your e/c's shone in a manner that ached at his heart and slowed its beating . he figured , that even if by chance he was capable of saving you from an ending world , you'd just give him that same look , and choose to meet an end with someone else .

perhaps this was one of the reasons why he's fallen for you . for being so capable of a love so stubborn , a love so persistent , a love that wouldn't give up no matter the preface or epilogue . perhaps he wanted to be at the receiving end of that .

he shuts his eyes close . if by chance you and that lucky guy still aren't a thing by the end of this day , he'll really consider being a bit more forceful .

"Would that also mean you'd finally let her go if they do end up dating by the next time we hear from them ?" venti can't read minds , xiao just mumbled the last part out unconsciously . golden eyes dim at the thought , glass being wiped almost cracking but he heaves a breath out . trying to calm himself , some part of himself at least .

"Hm ." he'll try . for you . for him too .

maybe this was his karma , for falling in love again while being in a relationship . for not wanting to let any of the two go . for persistently being selfish . for being so head-strong . he really , should've thought things through before he associated anything he felt for you with such heavy phrase like , i love you .

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