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art: @kiyoro2 on twitter

[anxiefics]

"𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲, 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭."

aya. she/her. nineteen. carrd. masterlist.

"𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐢'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭."

[anxiefics]

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭.

: ̗̀➛ 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞. !! catching scara before he falls. special guest. (idol scara) modern au headcanons. shutting him up with a kiss! go away thoughts! (ib @/kichiyoshi) scaramouche's fourth betrayal. nameless puppet. : ̗̀➛ 𝐜𝐲𝐧𝐨. !! a visit from the general mahamatra!?

𝐣𝐮𝐣𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧.

: ̗̀➛ 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨.

[bamdelune]

In Hindsight 📹 Ch. 16: "tell me you don't care"

notes. (1) you're highly recommended to listen to SEVENTEEN's "Don't listen in secret" as you read through the narration ! If you want the English translation, you can find it here. (2) I'm not really proud of how the narration turned out so please comment if actually made sense to you since I still have doubts FHAJKNWBWMS (3) The lyrics at the end were not written by anyone else but me ^^ Just a reminder hehe.

[February 12, 2022] - Kunikuzushi's POV

The moment Kunikuzushi's reads over the text Lumine sent to him, he doesn't take the time to reply to her. He grabs the car keys and a jacket before bolting outside, he could care less about his roommates having their slumber in their respective rooms as he hurriedly slams the door shut.

Kunikuzushi is sure that he may or may not have broken various traffic regulations on his way to the hospital when he got there in no less than 5 minutes.

"Sucrose, where's—" He pants to even his breathing after running from the parking to the nurse's station. Sucrose directs him to Room 102 and he wastes no time in hurrying down the hallway as patients and concerned doctors eye him in his disheveled state. Kunikuzushi doesn't notice your friends standing outside when he gets to your room.

"Oh, Kunikuzu—" Lumine voices out before she was interrupted by him sliding the door open, to reveal you, who was lucid enough to be aware of his entrance into your room. "Kuni?" He hears you call out to him, you don't even register what happens next when he suddenly rushes over to you and envelopes your frame in a tight embrace. Gentle but firm to let you know how much he's been worrying about you. Now you knew well at this point that he wasn't one to initiate physical touch, but from the way he was hugging you like this; so silent and desperate, maybe some of the feelings you were feeling towards him for being so distant was melting away.

But everyone always had to address the elephant in the room at some point.

You give a quiet nod to your friends outside so they can shut the door and leave you two alone. When Kuni retracts himself, you are met with a slightly shy expression from him, deducing it from the way his ears turned pink when he pulls back. You cross your arms at him with a playful expression, at least what you try to muster in your exhausted state. "You have a bit of explaining to do." He nods, albeit resigned, as if he knew this was coming. "I'm sorry," his eyes lock with yours but really they were looking at the side of your face from sheer nervousness, "I've kind of been a dick for the past two weeks, right?" He chuckles awkwardly.

"What gives?" You ask, still peering at him. Your tone cones out a little hush, the feelings you've been experiencing from his emotional absence making themselves known to him.

"You're gonna find me weird, can you wait until I finish before you make fun of me?" Kuni frowns, which you find infuriatingly adorable. You shrug in response, "No promises." He groans, feigning irritation. "I like you, idiot."

Maybe he deserved to be teased, even for a little.

"In what way, oh my dear Kunikuzushi?" You grin at him, your smile growing bigger when he rolls his eyes at you, "Don't play dumb with me, I'm only saying it once."

"You know, some might say distancing yourself from crushes only grows your feelings for them. Humor me, did it help you?" You raise an eyebrow at him, eliciting a scoff from the boy. "Come on, swallow your pride for me," you tease further.

"You're insufferable."

"So what? You got so scared that your feelings for me were so big that you had to step away?"

He stays quiet for a moment, you notice that he started picking at the skin of his nails. You wouldn't have that happening, thus why you take his hands in yours to stop him from doing so.

"I was scared." Kuni finally mumbles, you wouldn't have heard if you weren't paying attention. He glances at you before you nod your head, asking him to continue.

His head faces down, avoiding your face as he spoke. "I was scared of what would happen when you're gone after these, what? Nine months? There's more to it, I swear. But I.." he pauses, "I'm not going to think about that anymore."

"Look at me." You call to him, rubbing his hand with the pad of your thumb. "Kuni, come on." Only when you ask the second time does he raise his head, but his eyes wandered elsewhere for a while before setting them on you.

"You're fucking stupid, you know that?" You laugh softly, "Just because Baizhu said I have months left on my life, doesn't mean he wouldn't find a way to keep me alive longer."

Silence fills the air, just like it did that night on the beach. You knew it, he knew it: the world was pushing you both to each other, whether one of you liked it or not. Even if the red string of fate would be cut short, it would somehow still tie itself to the both of you.

"So what now? What happens when you're gone?" He asks, his tone was scratchy as if he could cry at any moment now. Even the thought of just saying these words, it made him sick. It stabbed at his heart again and again each time it passes his mind.

"Then the world will know I had the privilege of loving you at least once."

You reach over to the bedside table for a notebook and hand it to him with a smile. He raises an eyebrow at you before opening it to the first page, that's when he realizes: it was your songwriting notebook. In its pages were lyrics of seemingly lovesick messages and feelings so sweet that it could be tooth-rotting. He was granted the permission to see the tracklist of your upcoming album to see small purple stars on half of the drafted songs.

It clicks for him, it doesn't take a genius to figure out what the stars symbolize but he wanted something. Kuni wanted to hear it from you.

You notice his silence as his finger points over the numerous drawings of the heavenly body on your notebook, "Those songs are about you." He chokes back a breath, turning another page to the opening track and he had to keep his heart from bursting out of his chest when he reads the first few stanzas.

"Death would've been unbearable if it wasn't for you,

So please, let's not leave each other wondering anymore."

synopsis. You are a singer-songwriter. Music has always been a part of you, it's a part of your identity that no one can ever take away. However, there's always a catch: you are diagnosed with a chronic illness that puts your life on a timer. Those who have heard your countless melodies have grown to notice that the notes on the sheet played a gloomier tune. Would the snarky and capable medical student you've met be able to bring life back into these melodies? Even as life begins to seep out of your own body? (scaramouche x gn!reader)

tags. gender-neutral reader, angst, fluff, crack, heavy contexts of death and illnesses, friends to lovers, slowburn, profanities, drinking (characters are in college), suggestive themes but no nsfw.

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[aestherin]

KEEP MY HEART

goal 09: do you like sweets?

You are fully self-aware that you have delusional tendencies, but you know yourself well enough to think that you weren't that far gone yet to the point that you will start seeing your long distance crush right in front of you.

He's probably real.

Taking notice of your presence, Scaramouche then turned towards you. His face was hard to read, other hand holding his phone and the other inside the pockets of his denim pants. His oversized black shirt was tucked, highlighting his good figure.

'Holy. He's got good style too,' you thought. It was simple, yes. But he carries outfits so damn well.

But what is he even doing here in your uni?

Since an eye contact has already been made, you flashed a sheepish smile and a light wave. Your loud personality online was such a huge contrast in comparison to how you're actually behaving now.

He just stared. 'Oh. So he's the cold type. God, he's exactly my type.'

"Aren't you going in?" You snapped out of your musings upon hearing his voice.

"I was about to. I'm starving," you chuckled. He scoffed. "I could use a bit of food, too."

"We should eat at the birthday party then."

"Kazuha's?"

You nod.

He looked away. "Go and eat inside. I'll find another place to eat at."

You flashed a look of disbelief. Scaramouche raised a brow in confusion. "Dude, you're literally already at a restaurant and you still want to go somewhere else to eat?"

"And you're hungry, aren't you?"

He sighed. "Look, I don't know if you know this, but the one holding a party — well, we're not on the best of terms."

Oh. Yeah.

There's that thing.

How the fuck could you forget that the love of your life is from the rival of your brother's team?

"Ah," You nod again. He seemed to take it as you understanding his reasoning and turned the other way, attempting to head off.

If only you hadn't tugged at his shirt.

"What the?!"

You led him to a lone bench at the parking lot, lit warmly by the streetlight just directly above it. "Sit there and wait for me."

"Excuse me?" He hissed. "What am I? A dog?"

"Your words, not mine." You grinned. "Just do as I say, okay? It won't be long, I promise."

He was about to retort but you cut him off by hurriedly entering the lively restaurant.

When you got back, you easily spotted Scaramouche who was sitting comfortably on the bench where you left him. He immediately scooted over once he saw you.

"Wow," he remarked. "You know I actually doubted if you would even come back."

You chuckled as you sat and handed him his plate. "Do you have trust issues?"

"Shut the fuck up."

"Oh, so you do."

He rolled his eyes.

Your late dinner with him was mostly filled with a comforting silence, with some bits of small talk in between. The only ones left on your plate were delectable desserts, as well as the little pieces of food you left out.

"Do you like sweets?"

"No," Scaramouche speedily replied. "They're disgusting."

You subconsciously frown. "Shame. I like them."

"You can have mine then," he says as he picks up his portion of desserts and transfers them to your plate. Unbeknownst to you, his observant gaze failed to miss how your eyes sparkled in delight at the sight of mouthwatering sweets.

As he did so, Scaramouche also spotted some leftovers on your plate. "Do you not like bitter stuff?"

"My tongue can't handle them."

"Give it to me then instead of wasting food, idiot."

You let out a laugh. "Is that your way of saying you like bitter stuff?"

The man just let out a quiet "tch" before taking a bite.

KEEP MY HEART — scara x reader smau

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SUMMARY —you find plenty of guys around you attractive, but there is only one you’re willing to make the first move on: the guy you first saw during your older brother’s soccer game. spoiler: he's a player from your rival university.

NOTES -> a lot has happened lmaoo i was so busy aaa -> i graduated hs finally :P -> i also submitted my requirements for college haha -> also can u guys believe i'm gonna be in college while my college smau is on going omg -> and apologies for ghosting HASDHADHA (also wtf fontaine livestream tomorrow already whaaat time flies so fast omg)

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[suntoru]

NOT Y/N. (NEVER WAS)

summary: second lead pains </3 modern au where you’re in love with him, but scara doesn’t reciprocate ur feelings

feat. scaramouche

a/n: genshin version of ‘i wanted it to be you’ basically gryytgghhvrthhguuggyh iykyk, no disrespect to queen lumine tho 

warnings: swearing, self depreciating thoughts, no comfort, basically a vent, angst

it was stupid, you knew that from the start. having a crush on scaramouche, of all people? but dumb little you didn’t care. you took all the moments where he wasn’t blatantly rude to you, where he let you in for a spilt second, where he showed you a sliver his heart and chalked it up to him maybe, just maybe him liking you back. and just when you thought you were making progress. you chuckle bitterly.

but then comes lumine. all it takes is something as simple as a smile in his direction for him to turn away with a slight blush, something so out of character only she could bring. you couldn’t even do that in the years you’ve spent with him. but you really can’t find it in yourself to hate her. she’s gorgeous, smart, talented, confident… everything you’re not. and it hurts, it really does, to see him fall in love so quickly when it took you ages to even be his friend.

you were just delusional. you’re not the main character who gets a fairytale ending, you’re just the side character who’s just there to get rejected. and maybe it stings, but it’s the truth. you close your eyes, tears pooling out the corners as you sink into your bed.

peeking out, you spot the bandaid box scaramouche gave you sitting on your desk. it has its own mini-shrine, decorated and highly protected. you still remember that day clearly. you tripped and scraped your knee on the ground because he pushed you, and you were on the floor teary-eyed, clutching your leg. he stomped off somewhere, you thought he just left you, but five minutes later, he came back with a box of bandaids, chucking them at your head. you kept it this entire time, thinking it was a sign that he possibly liked you more than friends.

your fingers lightly trace over the box. it hasn’t been damaged in the slightest, and it’s still full to the brim. you linger around for a moment before picking it up, observing it closely before giving it a small glare, and throwing it in the trash.

you stifle your sobs. you hate it. you hate it when he knows you’re sad just by looking at you, you hate how he sends you a ‘goodnight idiot’ when you fall asleep talking to him, you hate how he always treats you a little more differently than the rest of his friends. you wish he would just forget you existed.

but what hurts the most is that all the moments you thought were special, the moments that kept you up at night, the moments that made you want to kick your feet and squeal with happiness meant nothing to him. there was no chemistry, you were just so desperate to have something to cling onto. and you can’t help but think, ‘if i was a little bit more entertaining, if i was a little bit more pretty, if i was a little bit more like her… would things be different?’

you look up wistfully. but time and time again, you are never enough, you will never measure up to her. you can’t help but imagine what things would be like if you were y/n.

maybe he’d look at you with those soft eyes he always gives her. maybe he’d get a little flustered when you wave at him from afar. maybe, just maybe, if you weren’t the second main lead, he’d love you back.

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[shiro-00s]

heaven on earth

14. free tickets .. !

[ genshin impact smau / idol!xiao x fem!reader ]

heaven on earth - 14. free tickets

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synopsis ; 🗝️ — in which you befriend your next door neighbour who, unbeknownst to you, was apart of a soon-to-be one of the most popular bands throughout liyue. you're unable to tell if cupid was helping you or not when things with xiao keept going up and down. will he continue to keep his secret from yours truly?

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[shiro-00s]

heaven on earth

10. unfamiliar warmth .. ✮

[ genshin impact smau / idol!xiao x fem!reader ]

The time on your phone screen changed from 4:19 to 4:20. The sun wasn't shining as brightly anymore from the clouds covering it but sunlight still peeked through some gaps. Your long-awaited meeting with the dark-haired male was finally about to begin.

Your walk to the pavilion was accompanied by the chilling wind and the sound of people passing by as they chattered on with their own little worlds. Arriving 10 minutes early wasn't exactly your plan but it wouldn't cause any harm to be early for once. Plus, you were grateful for the opportunity to be able to arrive earlier than the man to give off a good impression.

Or that was your initial plan until you saw a glimpse of someone with teal undertones and golden eyes from the windows of the pavilion.

Well, at least someone didn't ditch.

Upon walking inside, the woman at the reception welcomed you, asking for any reservations or if you didn't make one.

As you told the woman your name, you were led to the table where you were met with the sight of a menu covering a familiar face.

Your lips curled into a smile at the sight. He seemed to be too invested in the menu, not aware of your figure standing near the table. Taking this as a chance to surprise him, you walked up to the chair on the opposite side of Xiao.

From under the table, you softly kicked his shin. You tried to suppress a laugh when his reflexes kicked in and he moved away from the table. The chair made a screeching noise from the contact it made against the floor. Xiao was clutching onto the menu, his knuckles shifting from pink to white.

Sitting back against the chair in a relaxed form, you questioned the panicked man, "You alright there?" His panic seemed todie down as he took in the sight of you. With a huff, he snapped back "Are you trying to end me with a heart attack?"

You giggled at his words as he took his seat back and was looking around for anyone who might have seen his actions that happened previously. Relaxing your elbows on the table, you took his lack of attention on you to check him out.

Xiao wore a black puffer jacket and a sweatshirt underneath. You were confused why he was wearing a mask, though. Well, it looked nice on him and it complimented the outfit well so it didn't really matter.

When his attention returned to you, you met his eyes but he looked away as soon as the interaction happened. Chuckling softly to yourself, you gestured for a waiter to come and take your orders. You were grateful you did research on the pavilion beforehand to know what food you should give a try. After conversing with the waiter about your orders, you watched in silence as Xiao took off his jacket and hung it on the chair.

You ignored the glances he kept throwing at you, just because you wanted to see how long it'd take for him to start a conversation. With a silent sigh, you took it upon yourself to be the one to start it because you felt responsible for it. "Sorry for the timing, by the way, it's too late for lunch and too early for dinner."

His eyebrows rose at your apology, clearly not expecting it. Then he shook his head and you could hear him mutter an "I don't mind." even with the low volume.

It was almost funny how every time it'd end up in the same way - you start a conversation and him replying. As laughable as it was, it would end up being awkward one way or another. So the only solution in this situation: ask him a question about himself.

"Hey, y'know.. the apartment we live in is pretty expensive no? Was wondering what job you got to pay for it." A great question, but not for him. Xiao had found himself in a tight situation, he didn't really want to tell you his profession. Why would he?

You were probably one of the only people who had friended him without the knowledge of his role as an idol. Sweat dripped from both of your faces, one for the confusion of the long silence and the other for not knowing how to answer your question.

"My friend (really struggled to say that) bought it for me because it was near his place." It was an excellent lie, and it wasn't a full lie either, right? Childe bought the apartment for him because it wasn't far from the studio and was a really good deal - at least that's what he heard. However, Xiao didn't have much to worry about because you seem to have bought his lie. The only thing that you were wary about was the fact he actually had friends. Think he'd be mad if I said that out loud tho.

Still, waiting for what you'll have to say about his fake situation was nerve-wracking. "Woah, your friend gotta be.. in love with you or something for that. Either that or he's made out of money." When the words reached his ear, he'd like to think you're one of a kind to reply with something like that.

"Not really, 'think he got someone honestly, with his behavior these days."

"No way, what kind of behavior?"

"Asked me to buy something for someone else, he never does that."

Xiao surprised himself when he talked to you without difficulty and was a little proud of washis improving social skills.

And so, the conversation never ends.

It was getting late, the clock was ticking but you and Xiao were in your own little worlds. Unaware about the darkness consuming the sky slowly until one of you had glanced at the clock on one of the walls of the pavilion. Oh. It was half past 6, and the sun had already set long ago.

Xiao seemed to have taken note of the time, too. As much as you'd love to stay with Xiao, your mind was starting to play games with you.

Did I leave enough food for Rain?

Hope I won't return to the apartment being torn apart by her.

Though, you didn't have much time to ponder on further as your thoughts were stopped by Xiao's words, "Wanna walk home with me? We're headed the same way." Well.. our places are literally face-to-face so, why not?

The both of you quickly wrapped up your things, fought over the bills (you paid) and walked out the pavilion to go on the peaceful walk with Xiao. It would've been a perfect night. It would've. Except the freezing cold air brushing against all parts of your exposed skin. It took a lot in you to suppress the shivering.

Neither of you really spoke as to not disturb the tranquil air surrounding the two of you. That didn't really last long considering the sneeze that came out of you even with your attempt to muffle it with your forearm. The words that came out of Xiao's mouth had made you warm though. In a different way.

"Are you cold?"

Trying to dismiss his concern, you waved your hand slightly as a gesture to non-verbally say "don't worry". Xiao made it obvious he couldn't just accept a very obvious lie when he thought of a quick solution.

And you realized what his quick solution was when you felt a weight on your shoulders. His jacket. On your shoulders.

Xiao gave you his jacket.

You can't tell if the warmth you suddenly feel is from the jacket or your emotions. Your heart skipped a beat. The action the male had done had left you speechless. How could he do something so casually? But you kept your composure, you refused to show any signs of flustering at his actions.

Your eyes scanned Xiao, trying to pry and figure out what he's thinking. When you're unable to do so, you sigh softly. He was Xiao after all, it wouldn't surprise you if he wasn't aware that this type of activity was something usually done in kdramas, where the male lead makes a move on the main character to create a romantic scene. It was a move used by teenagers to express affection for their loved ones, a cliche plot that was written in books to make more progress on the lovers' relationship, a gesture that was meant to mean more.

You smile, "Thanks Xiao, really saving my life out here." Again, Xiao being Xiao, he simply nodded at your words with a poker face. The walk home consisted of small talks here and there, until you finally reached your apartments.

You ignore the tiny ache in your heart when you had to hand over the jacket back, you reason that it was just that comfortable. You're ripped out of your thoughts once again when your hand brushes against his. It felt like a shock. The hair on your neck stands, the beating of your heart can be heard, you gulp.

You shove your hand back to your side, then turn to your apartment, you leave a 'cya later' in the air for him to hear as you stroll into your own residence.

And Xiao was left with the jacket you wore on his hand and the emptiness of your presence.

You don't realize how Xiao thinks you look better in the jacket than he does.

heaven on earth - 10. unfamiliar warmth

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synopsis ; 🗝️ — in which you befriend your next door neighbour who, unbeknownst to you, was apart of a soon-to-be one of the most popular bands throughout liyue. you're unable to tell if cupid was helping you or not when things with xiao keept going up and down. will he continue to keep his secret from yours truly?

NOTES — rain is the cat's name btww im really spoiling yall with the hardwork i put into this chapter fr feeding u guys

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[anxiefics]

a nameless puppet who was made to be a perfect prototype, free from all blemishes and flaws. who had porcelain skin and silky violet hair that flowed down his back. a nameless puppet who cried when he carried raiden ei's gnosis, far too delicate for the rough path that awaited him under her lead. a nameless puppet who was cast aside, his creator, his mother, setting him free, to do what he wished in the vast lands of teyvat. but cast aside before he could even be given his name. a nameless puppet who woke up, dazed and confused as to why he was suddenly in a strange place. kabukimono who was taken in by katsuragi, and was taught their ways. who met niwa, the one consoled him, and told him he was just like the others, that his lack of a "heart" didn't make him any less of a member of their community. kabukimono who performed a sword dance with katsuragi, the very same man who took him in out of the kindness of his heart. the man who kabukimono considered his first friend. kabukimono who was struck with grief when the people of tatarasuna were dying due to an unknown cause. who took off at once to the shogun, to plead for assistance for the ill workers. kabukimono who returned to a place with no katsuragi, no niwa, and none of the rest. who was ordered by dottore to stop the out-of-control furnace. kabukimono who was unknowing that he was given a device that held niwa's heart. who was lied to and said that his friend had killed someone to give him the heart he so desired. who ran off in a flurry of anger and tears, leaving the land he once could've called home. kabukimono who met a young boy, ailed with sickness, but a boy he found himself relating to. a boy who was all alone, just like him. a boy who called him family. kabukimono whose only family died, killed by the illness that had already started to overtake him, leaving kabukimono in great despair. kabukimono who was hurt from all those betrayals, his mind now tainted with anger and resentment.

kunikuzushi who was found by pierro, taken in as one of the eleven harbingers and unlocked his divine power.

kunikuzushi who was experimented on, in hopes that he could become far greater than he ever was. who wanted to rid himself of the weak, pathetic being he used to be.

kunikuzushi who then took the name of scaramouche, the balladeer, the sixth of the fatui harbingers, all because he could take more pain.

scaramouche who let dottore continue with his cruel, brutal experiments, tortured beyond belief, all for the chance that he could become a god.

scaramouche who despised those weaker than him, those who were filled with disgusting imperfection. after all, no one could compare to him! designed with no room for any flaws, no space for those hideous tears he once shed, those tears that caused him to be discarded like a piece of trash floating along the sidewalk, the breeze carrying it away.

but what's this?

scaramouche who met you. a mere mortal. a filthy human. but once who managed to crack the walls around his "heart," walls that were broken and rebuilt over and over, each one stronger than the last. yet you still persisted. he could kick and scream all he wanted, but you were still there. you with that annoyingly sweet smile that made his stomach churn in ways he didn't know how.

scaramouche who longed to rid himself of you, for fear that you would betray him like all the others. so, he pushed you away, and ignored the stabbing at his chest when he turned away from you, once and for all.

scaramouche who rose to become a god! just what he wanted! ..right? so why? why was he now falling to the floor like a limp doll? the better question, how? was he not strong enough? not worthy enough? that couldn't be! that- that was not an option! he was the greatest creation to ever exist! so why? why was he sobbing into your shoulder, drenching your cotton top with salty tears?

scaramouche who was confused. why were you holding him so tightly, so warmly? so softly as if he had never hurt you at all? why were you looking at him with the same expression as he had left you with? why was your hand against his cheek so comforting, so electrifying, so... perfect. your eyes met his, eyes that showed nothing but love. love? for him? ...really? him?

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ a/n: uh hi guys 😁😁😁

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happy new year!! 2023 better be a great year (boutta throw hands if it’s not 😤👊)

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hey! sorry for being inactive, i’ve been falling out of genshin so i might not post much.

again, i apologize for the lack of fics, and i hope u all have a great day/night!

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HELP I WAS GOING THROUGH MY OLD WORK FROM WHEN I WAS IN MIDDLE SCHOOL AND I FOUND THIS LINE:

"a shame your only only purpose in life was for your inevitable death."

AND IT WAS ABOUT KILLING MY THEN PET FISH CAUSE IT PISSED ME OFF 💀

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ok omg fruit vendor kuni who purposely picks you some pretty unripe fruits to give you as extra .. his boss thinks it's just him not paying attention to his job again but no. it's for when you can't finish them all and save them for later !! then it'll be ripened once you get to them again <33 he's so thoughtful for someone who gets too distracted during work :')) it's just for you though because he thinks you're so pretty ?? whenever he sees you by chance when he's out getting fruits, with the sumeru rose he gave you tucked in your ear ?? he may not be sure if he has a heart but the giddiness he feels is certain <33

and ooh what if he comes back to the stall when his memories finally came back ?? you get so confused on why he suddenly got snarky to other customers but when your turn came he's surprisingly .. kind. not the same wanderer you got used to — there was no exception to the rough way he talks, but the same sumeru rose and the several unripe sunsettias were in your hand on your way home, and he's hoping that you noticed the candied ajilenakh nut wrapped neatly inside. he's a lone wanderer, he has nothing to give you other than a few fruits he handpicked, but he can surely have nahida teach him how to show you that he cares.

+ candied ajilenakh nut is the base dish for nahida's specialty dish btw !! just a cute lil detail i wanted to add AHAHA i love attempting to write again 🥹

“No. If you think it’s easy to import Harra Fruit from the desert, you have to think twice. We barely have any profit from these fruits and—”

“Young man.” The voice of the stall owner is full with gentle warning. His tone breathes of past circumstances wherein he had to warn the young man beside him to dampen the sharpness of his tongue.

Which proves an odd thing, as you have never seen the young man, Wanderer, as he prefers to be addressed, with a temper before today. You have been quite chummy with each other, and while he seems tender from the inside, you are not certain how immune your friendship is against this side of him.

Finally, he sighs with a roll of his eyes. “I wonder how long this stall will stand if you keep giving away these fruits for free,” he chastises after the customer’s departure. Instead of scolding the Wanderer back, the vendor merely laughed.

“Shall I be concerned of your health? You are of the average height, yes, but you seem robust enough to me. Yet I couldn’t help wondering if you hit your head somewhere,” the vendor expands, searching for Wanderer’s face.

Looking petulant as ever, Wanderer shakes out of the vendor’s grip. “Whatever do you mean? I am perfectly fine.”

One more time, the vendor grips both his shoulders and leads his body to your direction. You start from where you stand, meeting a pair of indigo eyes glaze with little to no surprise. Having their fruit stall as your last destination to buy ingredients, you pump your chest and sauntered towards it.

“Sunsettias?” he says plainly.

“Ah… yes.” You bob your head lightly. “And two Harra Fruit, please.”

His eyebrow lifts. “You’re not making the usual, then?”

“Oh, it’s for an experiment,” you disclose. “For the children, too. I am making candies.”

Delicate hands picking up the fruits you need, he says nothing else. Something has changed in his demeanor, that’s for certain. When you first met him, he looks like a kite drifting in the air. No destination albeit knowing the way. Now, he carries a confidence of someone undertaking the difficult but certain path.

Afraid that he’d noticed your scrutiny, you switch your attention to your purse and prepared the amount of Mora needed. He has your fruits in a paper bag when you finally lifted your head and handed him the payment.

You exchange a nod before you turned on your heels and went on your way. Five steps farther from the stall, you decide to peek inside the bag. There are five Sunsettias instead of one and four Harra Fruit instead of two. Atop them is a freshly-plucked and untouched Sumeru Rose. Without thinking, you jog back but he meets you halfway before reaching the stall.

“I… I can’t take these. Not anymore,” you say with a shake of your head.

“Think nothing of it. It’s a gift,” he answers, crossing his arms over his chest. “For the… children.”

“But you said the stall will surely close if—”

“Whatever I’ve said is not meant for you. However, if you’ll insist, just repay me with something.” Mischief is distinct in his voice.

“With what?” You chuckle. “A handful of candies?”

“Something sweeter than that,” he whispers, eyes drifting to your lips. He makes it obvious to stare boldly, so as to fluster and render you warm before him. In that endeavor, he certainly succeeded. “And a lot of it— not just a handful.”

Breaking eye contact, you pretend to scratch the back of your neck. “I thought… you are not fond of sweets.”

“I’ll be fine. I am not pertaining to food anyways.”

“Then… what are you pertaining to?” You blink at him.

“I’ve found a splendid view somewhere. Will you meet me at the outskirts of the city tonight? If you come, I’ll let you know what it is.”

One, two, three heartbeats after and you are nodding your head. “See you tonight, Wanderer.”

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Who is He?

Tags: QuietNerd!Xiao x Cheerleader!Reader, Highschool AU, Enemies To Lovers Lowkey, Except It’s Just One Sided, Take Same Bus Together, Headcanons, Relationship Headcanons, Tutor Xiao, Xiao Tutors Reader, Minor Footballer!Itto x Reader, Itto Makes Minor Appearance

Warnings: None

You take the same bus as him every morning. You’re a popular cheerleader, and he’s the quiet, studious boy in your class who doesn’t talk to anyone. You think he’s pretty cute, but he never notices you like everyone else does. What if he’s made to, after he has to tutor your failing ass?

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15 - One of the few angel numbers known to symbolize love. If you haven’t experienced being with someone for quite a while, you will soon come to experience feeling loved.

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Hello! I saw you wanted scara requests and there was one idea from @kichiyoshi I REALLY wanted to see done but I don't think anyone has done yet. So if you did I'd be very thankful.

(It's like their only post and I don't think tumblr would allow me to copy the whole thing)

: ̗̀➛ ib: @kichiyoshi !!

: ̗̀➛ synopsis: looks like you forgot your consciousness was connected to the balladeer's. oops?

: ̗̀➛ ft. scaramouche x reader

: ̗̀➛ cw: written before 3.3 quest, cursing

: ̗̀➛ this idea was so cute!! thanks for sharing yaya

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after the time in pardis dhyai, you were even more wary of scaramouche, not that you weren't already on edge because of him. you were just barely keeping your.. rather interesting thoughts out of your head while he spoke to you, knowing that he could read your mind. you could still feel his ghost-like shadow over your shoulder, tickling your ear. maybe you're just delusional.

he's in a coma now, isn't he? you thought to yourself. serves him right. i do wonder if i can see him though...

after a long and hard day, you really wanted some eye candy. however, i don't know why you'd pick the balladeer of all people, not to judge your taste of course (like seriously, cyno has his chest on display. though maybe that's for tighnari?)

"hey, nahida!" you waved to the small god, who seemed to be pondering something, as per usual. she brightened up upon seeing your face.

"why hello, y/n. what brings you here?" nahida inquired.

"i would like to see scaramouche, if that's possible," you answered with a sheepish smile on your face.

"ah, he just woke up a few days ago. he's in this room here, but keep in mind that he is still a bit disoriented," she warned, leading you to the room on the left.

"thanks nahida, see you later!" you knocked on the door as the god went away to do godly things, you presumed.

a familiar, snarky face answered the door. ah, how you hate to love this guy. or love to hate, either way.

keep it cool, y/n. and that you did. though internally, you were screeching. looks like you forgot all about how his consciousness was connected to yours. his sheer bodysuit left little to the imagination (a more modest approach compared to cyno's), kimono fitting loosely around his lithe figure, like he couldn't be bothered to tie it properly. though he has gone through a shocking change (he's a good guy now, or so nahida says), he still had that "i'm better than you" air to him. you'd be lying if you said you didn't find him attractive.

okay, i know he was evil, but he's not anymore so i am free to gush over him right? how is he so hot but cute at the same time!?

scaramouche, or should i say the wanderer, was flabbergasted to say the least. you dare make such presumptuous comments about him, a puppet that rose to become a god? how absurd! he has half a mind to reprimand you about your behavior right now! ah, but he is quite intrigued by your thoughts (which did not match your face at all), so he'll let it slide for now. after all, he's in a good mood today. this motherfucker knows he's the shit.

"hm, awestruck by my presence already?" he raised an eyebrow, unimpressed by how long you've been standing there, saying nothing, verbally at least. "a mere mortal like you should be."

"w-what? no! of course not! i'm just making sure you aren't trying to kill anyone again!" you sputtered, a feeble attempt at covering up your attraction.

archons, really! i wanna squish his cheeks! i bet they feel soft!

okay that was it.

"f-foolish human! do you not realize that i can very well hear your thoughts? you should watch what you think!" scaramouche tilted his hat down, hiding the red spreading on the cheeks you oh-so wanted to squish.

oh. oh shit. you'd forgotten all about that. to think you were so cautious before, cursing him out in your head, because no way you developed a crush on scaramouche. nuh-uh. all that hard work of denial and complaining had gone to waste, what a shame. what would the traveler think of you (not that they hadn't already known, and judged you for)? so, you thought of the next-best option in this worst-case scenario.

to run, of course.

you pushed his big-ass hat further down, hoping to disract him long enough to make your quick getaway. you bolted the hell out of there, your shoes clacking loudly against the tile floor. this way's probably the exit, right? you sprinted past a confused nahida, yanking open the double doors and yeeting yourself (not that you could fly) as far as you possibly could. which, was admittedly pretty far. you ran out of breath as you reached the edge of sumeru city, taking a few shortcuts to get there. you were doubled over on your knees, gasping for air like your life depended on it, which it did.

"ahem." oh hell no.

you looked up to a floating red-faced scaramouche, courtesy of his new anemo vision. venti really knows how to pick 'em, huh?

"dumbass." he seemed more flustered than you realized. "you did it again."

you laughed. "i'm not the one who looks like a tomato though!"

at that, he got even redder, if that was even possible.

"what's this? the almighty balladeer is embarrased?" you cooed, moving forward and dragging him down.

"shut up! you're the one with the weird thoughts!"

"and you're the one with the cute face!" you pinched his cheeks.

wow. they really were as soft as they looked.

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Bro what the fuck. WHAT the FUCK. I was playing genshin minding my business and Xingqiu was in his idle animation where he reads his little book. AND THIS BITCH PEEKED AT ME. TWICE. IM FUCKING TERRIFIED BECAUSE IT WAS SO SMOOTH (didn’t look like a glitch) AND ITS NOT APART OF HIS IDLE ANIMATION??? Deleting the game it was fun while it lasted/j🤗🤗

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Them as college boyfriends.

Synopsis: in a college au, what kind of boyfriends would they be?

Featuring: Kaedehara Kazuha x gender neutral reader, Xiao x gender neutral reader, Albedo x gender neutral reader, Scaramouche x gender neutral reader, Cyno x gender neutral reader, Tighnari x gender neutral reader.

Content warnings: none, except college au, slice of life and pure fluff.

Author’s note: so this idea occurred while talking to @bunny-rambles and i’m dedicating this to you, Bunny, dear! I hope you like it, love 💞 (Ehem, yes i included Kazuha because… yes, because i wanted to self indulge a little…). I went with headcanons for this one, and while i’m not sure i’m too good at them, i hope they are somewhat enjoyable.

Kaedehara Kazuha

The soft light academia boyfriend; quiet, yet sociable and charming. Half the campus has a crush on him, while the other half wishes to be friends with him.

Kazuha is the kind of boyfriend to always walk you to and from class back to your dorm.

He is very affectionate, without overdoing it, so, naturally, he’s always holding your hand or has an arm around your waist (always that you’re comfortable with it, of course).

Dresses in light beiges and browns, with some red accents; sometimes it’s his scarf, sometimes his sweater or a scrunchie he got from you. He owns a red hoodie that mysteriously disappears sometimes, he finds it later on your person (what can you say, you love feeling him close, even when you can’t cuddle him).

Kazuha is honestly the best person to calm you down when you’re stressed and drowning in due essays or finals. With his gentle voice, and a soft kiss to your lips, he wraps a blanket around you, keeping you company and helping you out with everything he can: proof-reading for you, making your favorite tea or coffee, getting you your favorite snacks, anything that he can do, rest assured, he will.

He is a literature major, no doubt about it. His poetry could make anyone who reads it swoon, but he prefers to keep it private, and show it only to his special person, that is, you.

Sometimes you will find a piece of ochre paper folded in half with neat handwriting inside one of your books, the sweetness of each verse and the cursive handwriting letting you know it unmistakably belongs to your Kazuha.

And the smile he manages to write on your lips for the rest of the day doesn’t fade, not even when you kiss him on the lips as soon as he comes by your building to pick you up.

Xiao

The cool boy, usually dressed in dark tight jeans, with cat headphones either on top of his head or hanging around his neck. If he knew just how many people he has crushing on him, he would malfunction.

Computer science major and the sweetest gamer boyfriend ever.

Xiao is super protective of you, if you so much as sneeze or seem down, he will make sure you take a break and receive extra cuddles. He is shy with physical affection, but if it’s with you, he makes sure you know how loved you are.

Blushes a lot. If you hold his hand or kiss his cheek, no matter for how long you’ve been together, xiao gets so so flustered. Call him cute and boop his nose. Congratulations, you broke him, now he is in a daze of you, and you alone is all that occupies his mind.

Lets you do his hair, his nails and even his makeup. And again, he flusters if you put his hair in pigtails and call him adorable, he buries his head in your shoulder to hide the redness on his cheeks. When you paint his nails black though, it’s you who sometimes ends up flustered, he has such pretty hands, and the color compliments his skin so well, you find yourself staring.

Xiao would be good at doing your makeup too, even better than when you do it yourself. If you want to match with him, and ask him to put red eyeliner on you, xiao’s heart beats wildly, he is just honored you would ask him that and the proximity to your face, with your soft breath fanning his face is not helping his flustered state.

If you have classes until late and it’s dark by the time you finish, Xiao either goes to pick you up if he’s free from his own courses, or asks you to message him when you get out and again when you reach your dorm. He just worries a lot about you, and the days he can’t walk you back, he always, always makes sure to come by later and cuddle or game with you.

Albedo

Intelligent, beautiful, polite… the prince of campus, as others call him, his royal looks and captivating elegance make everyone turn heads. To you? your adorable STEM major boyfriend who happens to have a firecracker of a little sister.

No matter who makes moon eyes at him, Albedo will only look at you. Sure, half of campus is in love with him and he might be aware of it, but he does not care, his only worry being that you know he loves you and only you.

And know, you do. How can you not, when he is so sweet and considerate of you? If you’re cold, he gives you his jacket, walking close to you, with one of his arms wrapped around you; if you didn’t have breakfast and are hungry, Albedo carries small snacks that he knows you like; when work starts piling up, a simple “come over” text guides him to your doorstep, and he holds you until you calm, helping you organize everything afterwards.

He may be majoring in the Sciences, but Albedo is a true artist at heart. And you, the muse that inspires most of his paintings.

Sometimes, you fluster when he tells you this or that piece was inspired by you, even going as far as to name it after you. With a teasing smile, Albedo will run his thumb over your lips and kiss you oh so delicately afterwards, like watercolors over silk, explaining you are his beloved so of course you inspire his favorite masterpieces.

During school breaks, he invites you home and you meet his little sister, Klee. She is adorable and very, very energetic and chaotic. She instantly takes a liking to you and refers to you as his big sibling as well! (Albedo’s heart warms at this and he falls in love with you all over again).

Dates with him are relaxed and manage to leave you with a sense of peace every single time. From visiting art museums, Albedo telling you all about his favorite pieces; to laying around beautiful spots around campus, him painting and you looking while he works or reading; and even studying together at the library, no matter how mundane the activities seem, with Albedo there’s always a sense of magic to them.

Scaramouche

That one art major with the ripped jeans and multiple piercings, tattoos and rings. He’s usually on his phone, glaring at anyone who looks in his direction. Then there’s you, who makes him turn into a puddle of mush.

Rebel with a cause. His mom wanted him to get into engineering or business, but he chose his own path instead, pursuing a course in the Arts.

He is very pretty, no matter how jagged and uneven he tries to make his hair look, it ends up complimenting his features even more, resulting in some photography students asking him to model for them. Needless to say, he refuses, flipping them off or sticking out his tongue sometimes. You are the only one allowed to take pictures of him, like hell he will trust someone else with it.

Scaramouche didn’t even believe in such things as falling in love when he got into college, determined to keep to himself and interact as little as possible with everyone else, until he met you.

It happened one day at the library. All desks were occupied, and, much to his chagrin, he had to content himself with the most secluded and seemingly silent one, that being the one you were sitting at. Whatever, he thought, pouting and putting on his headphones.

After a while, he was interrupted by the grating of a chair against the floor. Frowning, he looked up, to see you hurriedly gathering your stuff and exiting the room. In your rush, though, you had forgotten your planner, so grumbling, Scaramouche picked it up and caught up to you.

What a careless dumbass, he remembers thinking, as he stopped you in the hallway. However, all thoughts and words would die in his throat when you turned around, thanking him and smiling sweetly.

Why are you so bright and kind? he still wonders nowadays, as he holds you in his arms.

Extremely protective of you! Sometimes it unintentionally comes off as mean, but he truly worries so much, it’s just he doesn’t know how to express it, please be patient with him. When he angrily cooks for you because you didn’t eat, or when he roughly pulls you aside if it rains and cars are passing by, he means well, and, doesn’t show it, but is terribly worried for you.

If you’re the one worrying over him though, he is even more clueless about expressing his feelings. He pouts and averts his gaze, cheeks bright pink whenever you hug him from behind or show the slightest bit of affection for him. Truth is, he is very grateful and still doesn’t know how did he get so lucky to end up with you.

Cyno

The personification of ‘don’t judge a book by its cover.’ He may come off as scary and stoic, but the lucky ones who get to know him find out he is a sweetheart and a huge nerd!

Cyno majors in criminology and law, he’s the best in his class. Quiet and discreet but extremely diligent and never refuses to be of help to those who ask him.

And around you? Anyone who knows him from college wouldn’t believe he’s the same person.

He is just so soft and sweet with you, he flusters you with how nonchalantly gentlemanly he is: carries your bag, makes sure you always walk on the inner side of the street, far from the cars, opens doors for you, if you so much as wrap your arms around you for a second because it’s getting colder, he shrugs off his hoodie (which has jackal ears on the hood) and gives it to you. And his scarlet eyes look so soft, you just don’t have the heart to tell him to keep it.

Gets shy and excited all at once when he asks you if you want to play genius invokation TCG with him. You can see his warm eyes sparkling, a faint dusting of pink all over his cheeks. He’s just adorable and you always say yes, playing for hours, with Cyno teaching you how to built the best deck and which are the most efficient techniques to win.

You guys also like studying together. You do so either in the library or in one of your dorms. If Cyno has already finished his work, he loves keeping you company all the same, writing jokes in his notebook that he will tell you later. He hopes they make you laugh, he loves your smile.

In these study sessions, you’ve come to realize you take care of each other. Because both of you always bring snacks and plenty of water for the other, you never run out of them and can keep well nourished and hydrated while working.

Sometimes, these study dates end up turning into long sessions, the sky outside darkening. When this happens, you two stay at the dorm you decided to meet up or if you guys were studying at the library, you stay in Cyno’s room for the night, his being the one closest to campus.

And more than once a cute anecdote has happened when you have sleepovers. Like that time Cyno was sleeping soundly, clutching you tightly and you couldn’t get up from bed because of his strong hold on you; or when he caught you trying on one of his baseball caps with jackal ears and putting on his cologne. It’s hard to say who got more flustered, really.

Tighnari

Caring, sweet and sassy boyfriend. Gentle and nice at first glance, but underneath there’s a playful and witty side to him, that flusters and makes you fall in love with him more every day.

Tighnari is the type of boyfriend to always gift you little things: bookmarks he makes with pressed flowers or leaves, cute pens and pencils, keychains, flowers he handpicks thinking of you, etc. It makes him happy to see how your eyes widen and sparkle when you receive his gifts, a tender smile etched on his features when you smile at him and thank him with a hug or soft kiss.

He is a biology major and specializes in botanics. Anything you want to know about a certain tree, flower or herb, ask him, he’ll explain the best climate and conditions for it to grow, the kind of soil the plant favors, the best season to plant it, everything.

Tighnari is in charge of taking care of the greenhouses in the biology labs building. Tending to different plant species is something he enjoys and that calms him. He also tutors Collei, a freshman in the same course as him who helps at the greenhouses too.

Sometimes you come by to help out at the greenhouses and spend time with Tighnari; it’s so endearing when he gets enthusiastic and starts telling you about what they cultivate here. Collei instantly takes a liking to you, seeing you as an older sibling figure, and looks forward to the days you join Tighnari.

One day you had the (mis)fortune to see Tighnari scolding another student because they were careless and left things messy and out of place. Let’s just say you felt lucky you weren’t at the receiving end of your boyfriend’s sarcastic remarks (being called a lummox or threatened to have the lab rules smacked right on your forehead are most definitely not on your to-do list).

But you are lucky to be on the receiving end of Tighnari’s affections and care. When he knows you’ll have a busy day, he makes sure to prepare your favorite lunch for you to bring along, and he leaves little notes accompanied with a different flower petal each day. In the notes, he writes encouraging messages for you and some curious information about the plant in question. They always makes you smile and think of him, so the day doesn’t seem so long and arduous.

When the days get colder, you and Tighnari like to sit together on one of your guys dorms, while you spend time together, blanket thrown over the both of you in the couch, comfy clothes on and each doing your own thing: finishing up an essay, reading, playing some game or just scrolling through your phone. It always ends up with cuddles, of course. Tighnari melts when you pet his ears or comb through his soft tail. He nuzzles into you, but, if you bring it up, he’ll be sure to fluster you with a kiss or a compliment.

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CRYING BRO WHY THE FUCK DID TIGHNARI COME HOME??

WRONG MENACE