2 months since my "goodbye" post but lowkey missing scara so a draft of the smau is about y/n and scara already dating before 5wirl but even after their breakup scara kept their pictures and all and pretending like their still dating
Idk where this is going but back then i thought of it like scara still wanting y/n but also didnt wanna deal with the press abt the breakup
yall are free to expand on this and tag me lmao i wanna see
Please don't plan to deactivate (if you're planning to), I wanna reread your smau from time to time 🥹🥹
Hello nonnie! I won't deactivate dw <33 I'm actually reading my smau right now and I'm crying it's so good JDJDKDO i really do appreciate other's coming back to my work 💓
GUYSS IM ACTUALLY CRYING LOOKING AT THIS ACCOUNT 💔💔💔 i miss yall so much but it's time for me to retire :((( also the way my childe smau had such a banger concept augh....I wish I finished it....
Sooo it's been 5 months since I last opened this account erm...let's see what good ol luvkuvi is up to *checks notes*
Is a witch now
Is a tarot reader now(who also sells readings LMAO)
Is a hellenistic pagan
Didn't play any hoyo games in the past year
In the epic, dc and crk fandom
had a situationship and yeah 😁
I just wanna say thank you for the overwhelming support on my past projects :( sad to say I won't continue writing anymore due to life and yk not being into genshin anymore. This might be my last post ever on this account but I just wanna formally say goodbye to all of you guys :((( the scara smau absolutely has a special place in my heart and I'm glad you all could be apart of it, dunno how much all remembered me but I will surely remember you guys 🫶🫶🫶
Synopsis — Your ex boyfriend kuni is in a band called 5wirl and they're pretty well known considering him and his bandmates are still in college but you still hated his guts on how he ended things with you back then in highschool the day before graduation. So whats the best course of action in this situation? make a hate account of him of course.
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You stare at him, trying to process his words, your mind racing. The pain of all those years without an answer floods back to you—the nights you spent wondering what you did wrong. And now, here it is—the truth, laid out in front of you: messy, complicated, and far too late.
“I don't know what to say," you mutter, your voice barely more than a whisper. "You decided for both of us. You took away my choice."
Scaramouche flinches, guilt flashing in his eyes. "I thought I was doing the right thing… protecting you, protecting us," he murmurs. "I didn’t want to be the reason you gave up your dreams."
Your breath hitches, a mix of emotions surging within—anger, relief, sadness. "But I didn’t get to decide, did I?" you say, your voice firmer now. "You didn’t trust me enough to make my own choices."
Silence settles between you, heavy and uncomfortable. Scaramouche clenches his fists, trying to find the right words, the ones that could somehow make up for all the lost time. "I know I messed up. I know I should have trusted you, should have talked to you," he confesses. "But… I never stopped caring. I never stopped thinking about you."
Your eyes soften just a fraction, but you keep your guard up. "You think that’s enough?” you ask quietly.
He pauses, searching your face, then finally speaks, “I don’t know if it’s enough. But it’s the truth.”
For a moment, neither of you speak. The air is thick with unsaid words, with years of feelings that had never been properly addressed. Your gaze flickers to the window, the sunlight filtering in through the curtains, casting long shadows on the floor. It feels like a metaphor for the two of you—standing in the light but still tangled in darkness.
Scaramouche takes a cautious step closer, his voice softer now, almost pleading. "I just… I don’t want to lose you again. Not without trying, at least."
You bite your lip, your heart racing. You can feel the pull, that familiar warmth you thought you’d buried a long time ago. But you also feel the weight of everything that has happened, everything you’ve felt. "I don’t know, Scara," you finally say, your voice thick with emotion. "I need time. I need to think about what I want… what’s best for me."
He nods, a small, resigned smile on his lips. "Take all the time you need," he replies softly. "Just… promise you’ll think about it."
You nod, your expression unreadable. "I will," you whisper.
synopsis — Your ex boyfriend kuni is in a band called 5wirl and they're pretty well known considering him and his bandmates are still in college but you still hated his guts on how he ended things with you back then in highschool the day before graduation. So whats the best course of action in this situation? make a hate account of him of course.
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Scaramouche is sitting on the couch, strumming his guitar absentmindedly. You watch him from the kitchen, a mix of admiration and concern in your eyes. He's good, really good, and you know it. But with the band getting serious offers and with you getting accepted to T.U things are getting complicated.
"Yo, Scara," you call out, leaning against the counter. "You got a sec?"
He looks up, his fingers stilling on the strings. "What's up?"
"We gotta talk about yk the future," you say, crossing your arms. "You're getting big offers, and... I don't want to hold you back."
He frowns, setting his guitar down. "What are you saying? You think I should go?"
"I think you should follow your dreams," you say. "But I also don't want to lose you."
He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "You won't lose me. I can have both, right? The band and you."
"It's not that simple," you reply. "You'll be touring, recording, always on the move. We won't get to see each other much."
He looks away, the tension building. "I know, but this is what I've always wanted. I can't just give it up."
"I get that," you say, looking down. "I just don't want us to fall apart because of it."
“I’ll find a way," he says, looking into your eyes as he slowly leans in to kiss your forehead “I promise”
The next few weeks are a blur. Scara is constantly busy with the band, barely texting back, and when he does, it's short, vague responses. You try to stay positive, but the distance is growing
One night, after another practice session runs late, he sends a message: "We need to talk. This isn't working."
A few more days pass. Nothing. Your heart sinks further with each unanswered call and unread message. Finally, you see a post on social media: Scaramouche's band announcing their first big tour.
You sit in silence, the realization hitting hard. Scaramouche has made his choice. He's gone, chasing his dreams, leaving you behind without a word. Ghosted.
It hurts, but you know you have to move on. Dreams have a way of taking people away, and sometimes, you just have to let go.
synopsis — Your ex boyfriend kuni is in a band called 5wirl and they're pretty well known considering him and his bandmates are still in college but you still hated his guts on how he ended things with you back then in highschool the day before graduation. So whats the best course of action in this situation? make a hate account of him of course.
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Ruffled purple hair, dazed gaze, scowl on his lips, out of all the places you just had to meet him when he's the reason you were there in this bar. Maybe it was a twist by fate or just the universe slapping salt onto an opened wound, definitely the second one.
Looking at him right now was different from looking at him at pictures or at the festival, unlike before they two were now face to face seeing the emotions in his eyes felt intimate even if the two were outside a bathroom in a bar. The familiar tension between them remained palpable. Words hung heavy in the air, suspended between them, as they struggled to find a way to break the awkward silence. Each carried a reservoir of unspoken emotions, a mixture of longing, regret, and unresolved feelings. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, as they grappled with the overwhelming urge to confront the past
“hi..” Scaramouche said his gaze, avoiding yours, his hands shaking. Who knew it was hard to confront your ex. “That's it ? Just a hi ?!” You spat resisting the urge to slap him
“I made a hate account, spread bad things about you, did lots and lots of stupid shit” your voice by now shaking your lips quivering yet manages to make eye contact with him
“Do i mean so little to you that…whatever it's stupid I know your answer already” You sighed, you wanted to say more, to ask him if you really mattered to him, but leaving without an answer might save you from another heartbreak. You heard his voice as you felt his hand on you, no words fell on your ears as everything started to be hazy as the last thing you saw was Scara looking at you with worry.
Synopsis — Your ex boyfriend kuni is in a band called 5wirl and they're pretty well known considering him and his bandmates are still in college but you still hated his guts on how he ended things with you back then in highschool the day before graduation. So whats the best course of action in this situation? make a hate account of him of course.
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You stare at him, trying to process his words, your mind racing. The pain of all those years without an answer floods back to you—the nights you spent wondering what you did wrong. And now, here it is—the truth, laid out in front of you: messy, complicated, and far too late.
“I don't know what to say," you mutter, your voice barely more than a whisper. "You decided for both of us. You took away my choice."
Scaramouche flinches, guilt flashing in his eyes. "I thought I was doing the right thing… protecting you, protecting us," he murmurs. "I didn’t want to be the reason you gave up your dreams."
Your breath hitches, a mix of emotions surging within—anger, relief, sadness. "But I didn’t get to decide, did I?" you say, your voice firmer now. "You didn’t trust me enough to make my own choices."
Silence settles between you, heavy and uncomfortable. Scaramouche clenches his fists, trying to find the right words, the ones that could somehow make up for all the lost time. "I know I messed up. I know I should have trusted you, should have talked to you," he confesses. "But… I never stopped caring. I never stopped thinking about you."
Your eyes soften just a fraction, but you keep your guard up. "You think that’s enough?” you ask quietly.
He pauses, searching your face, then finally speaks, “I don’t know if it’s enough. But it’s the truth.”
For a moment, neither of you speak. The air is thick with unsaid words, with years of feelings that had never been properly addressed. Your gaze flickers to the window, the sunlight filtering in through the curtains, casting long shadows on the floor. It feels like a metaphor for the two of you—standing in the light but still tangled in darkness.
Scaramouche takes a cautious step closer, his voice softer now, almost pleading. "I just… I don’t want to lose you again. Not without trying, at least."
You bite your lip, your heart racing. You can feel the pull, that familiar warmth you thought you’d buried a long time ago. But you also feel the weight of everything that has happened, everything you’ve felt. "I don’t know, Scara," you finally say, your voice thick with emotion. "I need time. I need to think about what I want… what’s best for me."
He nods, a small, resigned smile on his lips. "Take all the time you need," he replies softly. "Just… promise you’ll think about it."
You nod, your expression unreadable. "I will," you whisper.
synopsis — Your ex boyfriend kuni is in a band called 5wirl and they're pretty well known considering him and his bandmates are still in college but you still hated his guts on how he ended things with you back then in highschool the day before graduation. So whats the best course of action in this situation? make a hate account of him of course.
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As you slowly open your eyes, the harsh light across the room casts a painful glare. Your head throbs relentlessly, and confusion clouds your thoughts. Glancing over, you see Scara pacing restlessly, his steps echoing softly on the carpeted floor. Anger wells up inside you as the memories of last night flood back—how did you end up here, in this hotel room with him of all people? You shake him awake, your voice a harsh whisper that betrays your pounding headache.
"Scara," you hiss, "what on earth happened last night?"
He blinks groggily, sitting up and reaching out tentatively towards you. "You passed out. I tried calling everyone I knew to pick you up, but no one was available. So, I booked this room for us."
You stare at him incredulously, torn between frustration and a strange sense of gratitude. Emotions from the previous night's haze swirl inside you. "Why would you do that?" you demand, your voice wavering
Scaramouche sighs heavily, his shoulders slumping with the weight of unspoken words and unresolved emotions. He looks at you with a mixture of sadness and sincerity, wanting desperately to bridge the gap between you. "I still care about you, even after everything."
Your expression hardens, a defensive wall rising between you. "Don't," you interrupt sharply, your voice tinged with bitterness. "Don't pretend like you care now, after all this time.
Scaramouche sighs deeply, his frustration bubbling beneath the surface as he struggles to convey his sincerity. "I'm not playing games here. I still care about you, despite everything."
Your skepticism is palpable, and you cross your arms defensively. "How am I supposed to believe that now?" you retort sharply.
"Because it's true," Scaramouche insists, his tone firm yet tinged with exasperation. "I've tried reaching out before, but... you seemed happier, so I didn't."
You look away, wrestling with your own emotions. “Firstly... I just wanted a reason why you abandoned me like that.” The memories of past hurts and misunderstandings are a barrier you can't easily overcome. "You can't just say that and expect everything to be okay," you murmur, your voice wavering slightly.
Scaramouche takes a deep breath, trying to keep his frustration in check. "You want the truth? Fine." He takes another deep breath, his gaze searching yours with a mixture of regret and determination. "I had to do it for us, okay? I wasn't mad, nor did I want to abandon you. Looking back, it sounds stupid, but I knew if I told you I had to travel the country for my dream, you’d abandon yours."
You feel the weight of his words sink in as Scaramouche tries to explain, hoping to give you the closure you needed, even if it's years late. "I knew that if I talked to you about it, you’d try to compromise and set aside your dreams for me. And I didn’t want you to do that—not when you were so close to getting into your dream university."
He pauses, looking at you earnestly. "But guaranteed… my feelings haven't changed."
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