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POV: You hold their hand

𝙳𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚏 𝚡 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝙶𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚞 𝚡 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚡 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Ⓝⓞⓣⓔⓢ    : 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘭, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘧'𝘴, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴, 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘧'𝘴, 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘧'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘎𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶'𝘴

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S̲c̲a̲r̲a̲m̲o̲u̲c̲h̲e̲:̲

   It takes a lot of strength and order to keep his position as the sixth Fatui Harbinger. Not that he fears of losing his position; he’d love to see someone dare to go against him. When it comes to vulnerability, however; that’s where he strikes out. Since he was created, he quickly learned to only count on himself. Any other emotions besides anger and pride would present him as weak. That’s why he found it rather difficult to interact with the child following closely behind him. They stuck to him like glue, their puny fingers barely grazing along the sleeve of his cloak.

  “Can I hold your hand,” the child quietly asks out of the blue. The heels of their shoes click to a sudden stop as Scaramouche turns his fierce gaze at them. He observes their fast-paced breath as they clasp their hands against their chest to ease the trepidation sinking into their heart. They barely looked at him as their (E/C) eyes dash across the ambiguous hallway.

  “What makes you think I’d let you do that?” He replies in a snarky tone. The tears that collect in their eyes makes his jaw tighten. He shouldn’t be persuaded so easily by the needs of a child. Nevertheless, the constant alarm that settles on their face is one he knows all too well; the fear of being abandoned.

  “Please,” the child hiccups, “I’m scared…”

  The Harbinger says nothing in return, but as he extends his arm out, it is clear that he needs this child as much as they need him. He would never admit it though. 

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G̲o̲r̲o̲u̲:̲

  The general of Watasumi Island is very loyal to its people; much so that he would take away every burden presented to the villagers if he could. Gorou knew the realism of that though, however; he stood proud on what he could accomplish. That’s why he was more than happy to escort the youngest solider of Sangonomiya across the vast land.

  A fervent look sets on the Gorou’s face as he calculates how far his destination is and any potential dangers that will lurk in between. He felt more than capable in protecting himself. Though, he wanted to be extra cautious for the child walking closely behind him. What would he do if something were to happen to them? 

  “Gorou?” They call as they stop in their tracks.

  “What is it, young trainee? Is something wrong?” He answers in slight panic.

  “I’m alright… Although, I feel you are worried about something. Is it me?”

  “It is my job to look after you. Do not stress yourself for my well-being.”

  The child hums in response before reaching out to Gorou. “May I hold your hand, General? I do not want to stray from you.”

  Unconsciously, Gorou’s eyes shift to the bandage wrapped securely around their face, and his ears flush downward in sorrow. He never wishes for such pain to befall them again.

  “Of course, (Y/N). You may hold my hand.” 

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  D̲a̲i̲n̲s̲l̲e̲i̲f̲:̲

  The old knight of Khaenri'ah did not pursue companionship. After many centuries of living alone, consumed by the thought of ending the Abyss, he gave up on the idea of friends a long time ago. Why prioritize something that will pass by quickly?

  Though he was sure of this, his mind betrayed him so as he his gaze kept lingering to the child beside him. A mop of (H/C) bounced as the child tries to keep pace with his stride. Orbs of (E/C) glare at the grass below, a sniffle escaping them.

  “You are not very good at hiding your emotions, young one. Do what you may, but you are welcome to confide in me,” Dainsleif announces as he stops.

  The child glances up at the man, their body trembling. Dainsleif takes note of their scared posture but says nothing. “I don’t want to…” they whimper. 

  “Whatever do you mean, child?”

  “I don’t want to be alone,” they inform with a sob, “Please don’t leave me alone…”

  Dainsleif freezes, their words striking deeply in him. He never thought much about the predicament this child was forced into. Yes, he knew that the Abyss took them for a reason, experimenting on the poor mortal in hopes of gaining intel. He himself was quite surprised when he found them tucked away in a corner after he infiltrated one of their camps. The Abyss were a nasty bunch; whatever they wanted from this child; they must’ve taken care of anything that stood in their path. This child was truly alone.

  Dainsleif sighs out, taking their hand in his. “I never planned on leaving you in the first place. Come, there is work to be done.” 

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𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙚 — 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 ੭﹕ ̊ ̟ ꒷꒦

𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 ?

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When Scaramouche woke up from his coma. He had only one idea in mind, to go find this person. After his third betrayal, he was filled with anger and hatred, but is that really an excuse to abandon someone ? And then not just anyone, it was the person who had offered him his only moment of peace he ever had. But in front of him was a grave with her name.

He promised you so many things, that after becoming a god he would protect you, that he could make you immortal and so you could spend eternity together. Even though he could never be a god, he still wanted to be with you. Scaramouche wanted to hate you, he wanted to say to himself that this proved his point and that humans could not be trusted. But he knew very well that it was wrong, it was all his fault. A feeling of bitterness when he thought back to the day you took a pillow and placed it on your belly under your clothes to show him what you would look like pregnant. Create a life together....you talked about it often. This is no longer possible, is it ?

In truth he had imagined a few times your face filled with joy when he would announce you that he had finally become a god. What an idiot he was. You didn't care if he became a god or not. Even if he had become a loser, you would have greeted him with a smile, all you wanted was for him to walk through the door. Yes, after all you had always been like that. When he came home covered in blood, instead of calling him a monster or being afraid, you forced him to take a bath and during this time you took the opportunity to prepare a good meal that you also forced him to eat. But now he can never eat them again. And with that thought he felt something wet along his cheek.

His lover waited for him until her last breath, now that he is here, he cannot accept that she is gone.

🎮 behind the lens !

a social media streamer au | scaramouche x gender neutral reader

synopsis - you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?

genre - enemies/rivals to lovers, streamer and youtuber au, college setting, crack, slight angst

status ongoing, chapters tba, no update schedule

warnings time stamps don’t matter, characters including y/n are portrayed as young adults, mentions of alcohol

taglist- CLOSED! don’t ask to be squeezed in, lmk if u wanna be removed or if you change your username

↳ playlist

STREAM IS STARTING…

featuring…

↳ stardust and friends | balladeer and friends

ACT ONE: raiding your heart !

01. kicking my feet and giggling

02. beat my ass

03. get out of my notifications

04. id donate for nudes

05. pls be ugly

06. now wait a damn minute

07. throwing up and crying

08. do you get deja vu

09. would you love me if i was bald

10. passenger princess

11. would you bark for me

12. breaking my silence

13. caught in 4k

ACT TWO: you’re live !

14. he’s cheating on us?!

15. damage control

16. chat going crazy

17. breaking character

18. #JUNGKOOK

19. drowned cat core

bonus — heizou’s theory

20. twitch con

21. city of love

22. he who must not be named

23. best of both worlds

24. and there’s only one bed

25. room service

26. gatekeeping the sexy

27. show yourself!

28. hold on i’m processing

ACT THREE: cut the camera !

29. please leave a message after the tone

30. you’re so fucking stupid

31. co-op irl! that’s called hanging out

32. plot twist we’re dating

33. that should be ME!

bonus — fuck me like i’m famous 🔞

tba

STREAM HAS ENDED…

Scara who ties and gags you up so you won't move as he shoves a vibrator into your hole, leaving you in his room to head to work while the vibrator was buzzing into at low intensity and when he came back, your legs were soaked and dripping with your juices— your eyes teary and face flushed. You weren't able to cum for the last few hours and you needed to orgasm so bad, but you can't even do anything while being like this. He soon takes out the vibrator that was all covered in your juices, and placed it aside— only for him to pull his cock out and push it inside of you. You've been waiting for so long, so relieved that Scara was nice enough to fuck you raw while you're becoming a dumb little mess under him and even after a few rounds, he wouldn't stop even if you were too dumb and overstimulated to even realize how many times you even came. You might have to decide a color on your wheel chair...

He's so pussydrunk that he fucks you so fucking good that you're just too blissed out to even comprehend his praises. He babbles about how good you're to him, how you're taking him and how beautiful you are. Fuck, he just loves how your warmth is wrapped around him. It's so good, he loves being buried deep inside of you, feeling your warm gummy walls wrapped so tightly around him, practically milking him out. He's just in love, so in love. He loves everything about you, all the way to your tight n' warm cunt that flutters around him whenever the crown of his cock would kiss your womb with every thrust he made. Your sweet, sweet moans were music to his ears. He would die happily like this if he could.

—— AETHER, DILUC, albedo, zhongli, childe, xiao, THOMA, gorou, KAVEH, tighnari, cyno, dainsleif, baizhu, ITTO, KAZUHA, GEPARD, luocha, luka, dan heng, JING YUAN, sampo, welt

He's the one who makes you a dumb, babbling, cockdrunk for him. He has your face flushed into the pillows, tears forming in your eyes, cheeks flushed and drool coming from the corner of your lips. You were babbling incoherent words, but he found it cute that you were too overstimulated, too cockdrunk to even comprehend anything. It's not like he minded, afterall, that pretty little head of your don't need to think about anything except for his cock that continues to ram inside of you, mixed cum leaking out of your hole and staining his cock. Your walls were squeezing him so tightly while he gives another slap to your cheek, making you jolt forward a bit and yelp from the sensation of his slap. He's so mean, he would slap your ass to keep you awake, pull your hair, and leave bruises on your hips..but it's not like you minded anyway. Afterall m, you're his cute little cockdrunk slut <33

—— SCARAMOUCHE, abyss!aether, kaeya, AYATO, ALHAITHAM, dainsleif, HEIZOU, TIGHNARI, XIAO, cyno, DAN FENG, BLADE, jing yuan

Literally can’t stop imagining isekai’d reader accidentally appearing in Genshin but before the main story. Like, they appear right in Inazuma when Ei was just done leaving her first prototype puppet-

Coincidentally our reader appears right before Kunikuzushi is about to witness his second betrayal and saves him in a very chaotic scenario.

Did I forget to mention that reader gets to keep the in game abilities and time having a very slow effect on them ( 1 hour in Teyvat= 1 minute to reader’s body) basically making them semi-immortal? Yeah reader is op in this fight me.

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Kunikuzushi walked the streets of Inazuma, fascinated but confused by the world around him. He was all alone with no knowledge on how to blend in….

As he walked he could feel others staring and whispering. He did not like it. He was just wondering what to do next when a loud noise from the stalls behind him caught his attention. He turned around.

In one of the food stalls, a person had just fell into the fruit crates from the above set of stairs. Did they jump? They were groaning while the owner of the stall was yelling at them. They wore…peculiar clothing. In fact they looked very peculiar, so different from everybody else.

Kunikuzushi was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the Shogunate Samurai yelling “GET THEM” from the same place from where the stranger fell. Before he could even blink, the stranger jumped from the crate and ran towards him. They grabbed his wrist and continued their dash.

“Bonjour, I’m here to fuck with the timeline! And you’re included!”, the stranger declared. Kunikuzushi wonders what “fuck” means but with the shogunate samurai on his tail he decides to focus on running instead.

“WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” He was confused and mildly scared that a random stranger just appeared out of nowhere decides to kidnap him.

“NO TIME FOR THAT HONEY JUST HANG ON!”

“???”

Ah, he hadn’t noticed that they are running into a dead end that is a massive wall. The stranger was unfazed tho.

Without stopping, they swooped him up bridal style and JUMPED onto a roof beside them. But because of the samurai still after them, they proceeded to parkour out of the city with Kunikuzushi still in their arms. The lad was screaming the whole time lol.

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The duo managed to escape the city and reach Chinju forest. The stranger panted for air and carefully let Kunikuzushi down. He scooted a good distance away when they did.

Exhausted, the stranger crotched down in front of him, still breathing loudly.

“W-who are you and why did you kidnap me??” Kunikuzushi fearfully asked again, but this this time there were a few sparks of electro around him…

Better start explaining.

“Listen pal, you don’t have to be scared. I ain’t gonna hurt you-“

“Then why did you kidnap me!”

“As I said, I’m not gonna hurt you. If I wanted so then I could have done it the way here.” The stranger replied with a poker face. Kunikuzushi gulped.

“Well then why were you being chased a-and…why did you kidnap me…?”

The stranger huffed and sat down.

“Guess I better explain it to you then…” they met his eyes, he was cautious. Speak wisely.

“*Ahem* Uh…well..you see…” He was staring intently. Don’t slip up about the game’s story or anything about the whole game in fact.

“I’m your…uh…guardian-“

“Guardian?”

“Uh- angel!”

“Guardian angel?” He tilted his head curiously.

“NO! I mean- I’m definitely anything but an angel h-haha..”

“You’re a d-demon?” His fear was back.

“NO NO! I’m uh…your guardian…” they looked into his eyes. And then finally spoke.

“FRIEND!”

“…..??”

“…I’m your guardian friend!”

A very awkward silence rung into ears. He stared. For a good few seconds until…

“You’re my…guardian friend?” He asked, a small curiosity in his eyes.

“YES! I mean- yeah, pretty much.” They smiled.

“B-but…is it normal for friends to kidnap each other??”

Fuck.

How are they going to explain that?

Well, worth a shot.

They took a deep breath and-

“Well you see…guardian friends are very special creatures. They are barely seen in Teyvat. And when the samurai saw me, they thought I was some sort of immigrant and tried to arrest me. I’m sorry I couldn’t greet you normally-“

“How do I know you are my guardian friend? Or how do I know if they actually exist and you’re not some crazy person? And what even was that “fucking with timeline” thing?” He was cautious again but the curiosity never left his eyes.

The stranger smirked. Time to put that in game knowledge in use, eh?

“I’m a person from the future version of Teyvat. Every once a while. Special people are chosen to time travel back into time to do whatever they want. I chose to be your guardian friend because you definitely need one. How would you explain my attire?” The stranger began explaining but Kunikuzushi had his doubts. He was about to interrupt when-

“I also know you like the back of my hand Kunikuzushi.”

He froze. The stranger continued.

“Let’s see, made as a prototype puppet for gnosis but-“

“OKAY OKAY I BELIEVE YOU” He quickly stopped them.

“Heh, you do?” The amused stranger raised an eyebrow.

“Y-yeah…but tell me, what do guardian friends do? I’ve never heard of them.”

With that question the stranger started giggling. Kunikuzushi tilted his head. Did he ask something weird? The stranger got up and with a cheerful smile,

“Ohohoho! That’s simple my friend! Guardian friends are just like guardian angels but more fun!”

“More….fun…?”

“Yep, we basically guide you and all but also provide company. Like a partner in your shenanigans. A friend! An amigo! A chum! A family!”

“A…family..?” He asked confused.

“Oh…do you not know what a family is?”

“No. What is a family?”

The stranger sighed with a small smile and offered him a hand. He was hesitant for a second but took it.

“Join me for a walk buddy, I’ll explain everything.”

He nodded and they strolled around the forest, hand in hand.

“A family is a special person, or a group of people. Don’t matter if human or animal.” The stranger plucked a flower and tucked it in his hair.

“They feel familiar. They feel comfortable. Like the warmth of a small flame.”

A few crytalflies fluttered overhead.

“No matter what happens you can always return to them. They are your home, somewhere you can rest when you are tired of the world.”

“…Do I have a family?”

“Not yet, but you do have a friend.”

“Can friends be family..?”

“They can.”

“So are you my family?”

“That is up to you to accept me as one.”

…..

A comfortable silence was enjoyed as the two friends sat underneath a tree, watching the glowing plants and creatures of the forest.

“I never got your name.”

“It’s y/n.”

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BONUS

Kunikuzushi: Y/n what does “fuck” mean?

Y/n: *chokes on air*

Also here is part 2

Part 1

It’s been a month and half since you and Kunikuzushi met. He was cautious of you at first (because duh you just abducted him) but started warming up slowly. Heck you two aren’t even stuck together. He could have walked away anytime but for some reason, he stayed. Maybe he really believes you are his “guardian friend”?

But yeah, using your in game powers you teleported yourselves out of Inazuma and into Mondstadt because Inazuma was anything but safe.

So now, here you two are, residing in a temporary home in Springvale. Both of you accompanying each other in your daily shenanigans. You however, keep an eye on Kunikuzushi because he is as innocent and naïve as a small child.

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“Hey Kuni, could you go and fetch some berries from the garden?”, Kunikuzushi heard your voice call out from the kitchen. It was a sunny morning. The sky was a beautiful blue sheet with the perfect amount of clouds floating around the sun. A perfect weather to relax in your backyard, exactly what Kuni was doing.

“Sure!”, he answered back and got up. The backyard had a small yet sweet garden with a few fruits and veggies patches. There was of course a thick berry bush.

Kunikuzushi picked up a nearby basket and began picking some berries, carefully picking the ripe ones. Once he was done, he turned around to leave and-

*SQUEAK*

???

It came from the bushes….Kunikuzushi stopped and listened.

….

*SQUEAK*

Is there a rodent in the bushes? That can’t be good. Y/n said that they are bad for crops…

Carefully setting his basket aside, he approached the bush. Hesitantly, he stretched his hand and inspected inside-

!!!

Inside the bush, was a small electro slime, stuck between thorny branches. The poor thing was shaking. It looked pleadingly at Kunikuzushi. Begging him for help with his “teary” eyes.

Usually Kunikuzushi has seen how dangerous slimes can be. But this one was so small…so vulnerable…he wanted to help it…

He carefully grabbed the smooth part of the thorny branches and began removing them away from the slime. He was slow during the whole process in order to not startle the slime because if he did then I’ll get hurt by the other branches around it.

After what felt like an hour, he finally managed to free the slime. It jumped out of the bush happily and stared at him with sparkly eyes that said “my hero”.

“There, you are free now. I think you should go home, come on shoo!” Kunikuzushi tried to shoo the slime away but it continued staring at him.

He awkwardly gazed around until he decided to get up and go. As he was walking towards the door he felt something bump his leg. He stopped.

…..

The slime was still there and it was lovingly nuzzling itself against his leg. Kunikuzushi has never felt so confused in his life.

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“Hey Kuni, why were you out for so long? Did you get the b- OH MY GOD!”

Here we see, a wild Kunikuzushi with a wild electro slime in his arms standing awkwardly next to the kitchen table. The sight reminded you of a child with a stray puppy about to ask if “we can keep it”.

“Listen, don’t panic, I can expl-“

“It’s so cute!” You cooed at the little blob who tilted it’s “head” at you mildly confused. The slime wasn’t the only one as Kunikuzushi also had the matching expression.

“Where did you find it?”, you asked as you gently took the little slime in your arms, cradling and stroking it. It purred in delight.

“O-oh it was stuck in the berry bush. I freed it but now it won’t leave me alone…” Kunikuzushi looked away and rubbed his neck.

“So can we keep it?” He looked at you with small puppy eyes.

“Only if it wants to stay with us”, you stated.

Kunikuzushi stared while processing what you just said. Then, he gently took the slime back in his arms and-

“Do you want to stay with us little slime?” He asked while looking into it’s eyes.

The slime had no definite face, only two round eyes. But one could still tell the overloading happiness emitting from it. The slime squeaked in joy and buried itself into Kunikuzushi’s chest so hard he stumbled.

“Woah- haha I guess you do!”

“Aw look at you! You just became a slime daddy!”, you cooed at him.

“A what now-“

“A slime daddy!”

“I…am a parenteral figure to this slime?” Oh my god he was so cute.

“Haha no no, it’s pretty normal to adopt different creature and claim to be their parent.” You pat his head.

“Oh, I guess then I’m your slime daddy then?” He held the slime up in air as it squeaked what seemed to be a “yes”.

He smiled…that smile then turned into a fit of giggles, and those giggles turned into hearty laughs as he hugged the slime. It was beautiful seeing him laugh like that…it was so contagious that you started laughing as well. The slime only snuggled into his embrace, enjoying the sweet atmosphere.

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“So…watcha planning to name it?”, the slime had no name. You wondered for possible names as you, Kunikuzushi and the slime cuddled together on the couch while reading a book and enjoying the berry ice cream you made.

“Hmm…any ideas?” He also pondered.

“Well I think you should name it since you found it.”

“Uh…I have no idea…”

“No idea huh? Well how about Kuni jr?” You grinned at him as he flushed in embarrassment.

“Wha-“

“Or…kuni-kuni?” He turned even redder.

“S-stop!”

“Or, how ab-“

“Bu!”

“???”

“I’m gonna name them Bu…” he declared, his cheeks still red.

“Oh…watcha think Bu?” You asked the slime. Bu seemed to be approving of that name.

“Well then, welcome to our family Bu.”

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Here part 3

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Here part 2

“Y/n? Why does Bu look so depressed?”

Kuni poked at a purple blob in his picnic basket as he took a bite of his sandwich.

“What do you mean? He was fine a few days ago.” You answered from his lap. That’s right. You both are currently having a mid night picnic at Starsnatch Cliff. Eating sandwiches while laying on Kunikuzushi’s lap as he eats his own. The only problem is that Bu seemed sad about something, sitting inside the picnic basket and making sad squeals that sound like “sighs”.

You sat up from his lap and inspected the blob in the basket. Good lord it seems it’ll deflate like a balloon any second. Wonder what’s troubling Bu…

“Yeah but…he’s kinda off these days.”Kunikuzushi looked at Bu worried. He continued, “He doesn’t even go beyond the garden anymore. I don’t think it’s healthy for him to stay holed up in a limited space.”

“Is he sick or something?” You finished your sandwich and carefully picked Bu out of the basket. Instead of being a happy energetic blob, you were met with a sad little slime.

“Oh no…something IS wrong with him.”

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Bu’s sad behaviour has now taken 2 days. He only likes to be in the garden and with his daddy. You’ve flipped through every book on slime illness but none helped. Kuni isn’t having it easier either. He is stressed to the point he ruins his sleep schedule. You wonder…Is he terrified of losing Bu? You wouldn’t lie that you were also scared if anything happened to him. There’s gotta be a reason he is so depressed. So, with another sip of coffee at 11pm, you began to flip through the books again. There’s gotta be something you misse-

???

You heard snores from the living room…

Slowly getting up from your seat and out of your room, you tip toed down the hall.

In the living room, was Kunikuzushi, hugging Bu and a small plant?? They are fast asleep on the couch with a huge messy pile of books surrounding them. You sighed. Quietly getting a blanket, you draped it over them and started cleaning the mess. Once satisfied with the result, you turned to leave when someone grabbed your wrist…

Kunikuzushi was holding it.

“Please don’t go…” he muttered half asleep.

After processing for a few seconds, you gave a small smile and gently used your free hand to caress his cheek. Your eyes wandered on Bu, and you gave the sleeping slime a soft pat. It gave a low squeal and cuddled closer to into its plant.

Sitting beside them, and without causing much disturbance, you guided your roommate to lean on you. He did so sleepily and snuggled into you with Bu and the plant still in his arms as you held them and fell into slumber yourself.

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You woke up. Still on the couch? Yes. Cuddled with your family? No. Where are they?

Just when you thought of that question, you heard noises from the kitchen. Ah…right, they are probably in the kitchen.

You got up from the couch and stretched. Thank god it was a Sunday.

After washing up, you make your way across the hall (a familiar plant catching your sight sitting next to the window) and into the kitchen next door. You met Kuni making pancakes.

“Good morning” you wished him and plopped onto the counter. He looked at you and returned the greeting with a sad little smile. He’s still stressed. You huffed.

“Are you still worried about Bu?” You gently asked him. That remaining small smile of his fell as he hastily flipped a pancake.

“*sigh* Don’t worry, whatever it is, must have a reason. Trust your guardian buddy, we’ll fix the problem in no time!” You tried reassuring him which was replied by another sigh.

“I don’t know…he’s been like this for three days now. It’s pretty concerning. What if we don’t-“

“Oi Oi Oi! Don’t think any of those bad thoughts. You gotta stay strong and positive for him, okay?” You gave him a light bonk.

“Right…”

…..

“By the way why were you hugging a plant in your sleep last night?” Curiosity strikes again. Hold on is that Kuni or a tomato cuz god damn he is red in embarrassment.

“U-Uh…well…ahem, Bu really liked the plant and would whine if I tried to take him away from it…” he tried saying that with a straight face. Keyword: tried. His face was a red mess.

“So…you slept with the plant?” You raised an eyebrow and smirked. He only managed to squeak out a “yes”. ‘Why tf is he so cute?’ you mentally squeal over him.

Wait…speaking of plant where is the tiny blob who cuddled it?

“Kuni, where’s Bu?” You asked.

“Oh, he’s in the garden, probably digging into the soil again.” He chuckled. That’s right our electro slime likes to bury himself in the ground. What a weird little slime Kuni found….

“Pfft, cuddling plants? Burying himself in the ground? What is he? A dendro slime?” You joked as you approached the back door to the garden. Little did you know….

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“Hey little buddy.” You greeted Bu. Kuni was right about him digging holes in the ground. Bu looked up to you from the small pit he was halfway in. He still had a sad look on his face but something was off…Without any squeaks of acknowledgment, he turned to the fence, staring at something.

You stopped in your tracks for a second.

“Everything good?” You tilted your head. No response….you wonder…

You crouched down to his level and tried to spot what he was looking at. Was there something wrong with the fence? Were the small doors for him to crawl in and out of the garden too small? You looked harder and then you realised that…he wasn’t staring at the fence. He was staring beyond it.

Squinting hard, you catch a glimpse of…Dendro slimes…? Now it was pure confusion. Why was he so gloomy at the sight of dendro slimes? Did they bully him whenever he went out?

The dots didn’t connect until Bu hopped out of his hole and approached the small pond in your garden. (Yes you have a pond in your garden fight me)

He stopped at the water and looked at his reflection and made a noise that sounded like a sigh.

Cuddling with plants…digging holes in garden….

Aaand the dots connected.

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“Y/n! Bu! Breakfast is re-AAH“ Kunikuzushi was interrupted when the back door opened to loudly he jumped.

“I KNOW WHAT THE PROBLEM IS!” you declared with Bu in your arms.

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“So let me get this straight…” Kuni sat in front of you and Bu on your lap, arms folded.

“Bu thinks he is a dendro slime.”

“Mhm”

“But he doesn’t look like one,”

“yep”

“And he gets insecure because of it.”

“Correcto!” You nodded.

There was silence for a moment.

“I mean...I guess it does explain his obsession with plants and distaste for those electro crystals…”

“It does!” You exclaimed.

…

Kunikuzushi picked up Bu from your lap and looked into his eyes.

……

“What are we going to do…?” He asked in a hush whisper.

You pondered for a moment and then…, an idea struck.

“Kuni you know how to sew right?”

“Yes but how will sewing help?”

“Okay so- hear me out..”

_____________One hour later…

“Bu~ we’re back!”

“Bu?”

Huh…where did he go?

“Y/n I don’t see Bu anywhere-“ kuni called as he looked under the cushion.

“Calm down he’s probably in the house somewhere. You can’t expect him to sit in one place for an hour.” You replied while checking under the table.

“Right”

“Bu! Where are you?”

“Come out little buddy we got a surprise for y- oh…Kuni I found him!” You saw the familiar blob nestled next to the same plant. The plant next to the window in the hall…

“Oh really? There you are!” Kunikuzushi stood next to you and saw his slime child snoozing away.

He chuckled.

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Bu woke up. His “antenna” feeling funny. He didn’t know what the reason was. It was mid afternoon now with the sky bright blue and for some reason he wanted to go out…

He started off by deciding to “hug” daddy first before leaving. He hopped off the window and made his way to the living room where his family was playing “chess” or whatever they called it. He stopped next to where his daddy was sitting and nuzzled against his leg. Kuni looked down on him and made a “surprised” gasp.

“Y/n look! Bu grew into a dendro slime in his sleep!” He giggled. Bu was confused now.

“Oh my! That is the prettiest dendro slime I’ve ever seen~” you played along.

Bu just stared. Did he finally grow into a dendro slime…? You got him a mirror and-

He was surprised at first, then began shaking with joy. He finally turned into a dendro slime!

You watched in amusement as he hopped around the round with loud squeaks and finally into Kuni’s arms where he got a nice hug.

“Who’s my little dendro slime? You are~” Kuni raised him high up and cooed at him.

“Congrats little buddy! Say, don’t you dendro slimes want to cuddle plants or something?” You raised a playful eyebrow at the slime while patting him. Plants…that seemed to hype him because he jumped out of Kuni’s arms, gave him and you a quick affectionate nuzzle and hopped his way to the garden.

“There, he’s back to normal now. Told ya you could trust your guardian buddy~” You grinned and elbowed him playfully.

“Nice sewing skills by the way. No way I could have made that flower petal acces-“ you paused.

Kunikuzushi was looking at you. Into your eyes. His eyes had pure admiration in them adorned by a small dreamy smile…

You chuckled and pat his head. “Come on dreamer boy, help me with drying the laundry.”

He snapped out of his admiration and replied with a sheepish smile. “Right!”

Here, part 4

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Part 3

“You know, y/n is a very special person in my life. They found me, raised me, patiently taught me so many things…”

Kuni stared at the blue sky above him as he relaxed more under the giant tree of Windrise.

“They taught me about ‘good’ and ‘bad’, how to take care of myself and others…” he gently pat Bu napping away on his lap.

“Taught me how to handle emotions, how to deal with grief, manage anger, to open up…”

He continued,

“Everything, everything but one.”

…..

“They never taught me how to deal with this tingling feeling in my chest. It feels so strange…”

……….

“It’s as if I feel small around them. Am I scared of them? If I am then why do I want to be around them so much? Why so I want them to…”

“To..?”

“To h-hold me and….-“

“PFFT HAHAHAHA-“

“W-WHAT??” He managed to yell despite the embarrassment, his face was so red it looked like sunburn. Unfortunately because of that, Bu woke up. Realising they were being noisy, they quieted down a little.

“Sorry Bu, I didn’t mean to scream. Go back to sleep, Kay?” And so he did. Bu snuggled closer to Kuni, letting out a quiet “sqee” before dozing off again.

……….

“So Kuni…”

“Hm?”

“What I think you are experiencing is…”

“???”

“Love”

He was about to scream again but Venti shushed him in time, pointing at the blob on his lap. He nodded as Venti removed his hand and let him speak.

“You mean…love?”

“Yes”

“You sure it’s not some uh…something else? L-like something um..”

“Nope.”

“So…it’s like those novels?”

“wat”

“….”

“I um- *cough* uh…”

“Forget I asked”

“Gladly”

A very awkward silence danced among them as none of them felt brave enough to break it. Still, Kunikuzushi wanted to know more, so with one sharp inhale,

“If I’m in love with Y/n, then what should I do? Considering you’re the love expert of Mondstadt, any advice?”

“Of course of course! But for my advice so fine, won’t you invite me to dine?” Venti elbowed his arm with a smirk.

“Haha sure, Y/n will be delighted by your visit.” Kunikuzushi replied with a smile.

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“Thanks for visiting us Venti, but are you sure you don’t wanna stay over? It’s a little chilly tonight.” You stood by the door as Venti was about to leave. Yes Venti joined for supper but decided to leave earlier than usual.

“Ehe sweet Y/n, Don’t worry about me, I’ll be just fine! Take care everyone and thanks for the delicious meal!” Venti waved you, Kunikuzushi and your slime child goodbye as he began to turn around and leave. You couldn’t help but feel as if he winked at Kuni…did those two have something going on? Nah.

“Bye Venti, goodnight!”

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“Tip 1: Compliment them”

You stood by the sink, doing the dishes. Kunikuzushi saw this as a perfect opportunity. He shared a look look at Bu, who gave him a nod of confirmation. Then, with a deep breath made his way towards you. Leaning on the counter beside you, he went,

“Hey has anyone ever told you that y-your eyes are p-pretty?” bruh he stuttered. Without taking your eyes off the sink, you went,

“Aw thanks”

????

Expectation: *flushed y/n*

Reality: often disappointing

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“Tip 2: Leave them small gifts”

“Okay Bu, the first plan didn’t go as expected. Time to step things up a little.” Kunikuzushi said as he picked the most perfect Cecelia of his garden. Bu wasn’t paying attention though, he was busy playing with another plant in the backyard. Kunikuzushi approached him with the flower and crouched down to his level.

“Bu, my son, my child.”

“Squeak?”

“Can I trust you to deliver this flower?”

“Squeak!”

“I knew I could count on you :)” Kunikuzushi pat him with a bright smile. He then balanced the flower on his head, hoping it won’t fall off.

“Okay Bu, I want you to deliver this flower to Y/n. Please don’t drop it…”

“Squeak!”

And with that Bu entered the house.

Expectation: “Did Kuni give me this flower?” *flushed y/n*

Reality: Kunikuzushi entered the house after a while, expecting to see a lovestruck y/n. His dreams were brutally shattered as he saw you hugging Bu and giggling while kissing the top of his “head”.

“Aww Bu did you get this for me? You’re so sweet!”

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Part 4

Also before we start i'd like to warn you that things get suggestive but no honking donking takes place. I physically cannot write the hooga booga.

Idk how to write suggestive stuff so if you die of cringe then it's not my fault cuz I warned ya.

You may now continue.

Here we see…a sight that’s too weird to explain bruh. Bu is desperately nudging Kunikuzushi’s head as he proceeds to sulk on a table depressed. Lisa had seen her gloomy assistant this morning and tried to ask what the matter was. She gave up after a few hours though.

Coming back to Bu who had the expression and squeaks of “I swear it wasn’t my intention, even I didn’t see it coming!”

“I know Bu, I don’t blame you….” Bu gave a confused squeak as Kuni propped his head up.

“I’m just confused. How dense can a human be?!?” The slime was immediately silenced as he found himself unable to reply. Kuni takes his que to rant.

“They see me as a little brother. A LITTLE BROTHER! I TRIED EVERYTHING VENTI TAUGHT AND I GOT BROTHER ZONED! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT SUCKS TO BE BROTHER ZONED?? I MADE A CHEEZY FLIRT AND THEY JUST PAT MY HEAD WITH A GIGGLE.”

“Sweetie I understand your crush won’t notice you but keep it down. We’re in the library.” Lisa poked her head from the bookshelves and went back to her work.

“Sorry…” he groaned and massaged his temples. Bu trying his best to be supportive rubbed his arm.

“Ugh my break’s over now, let’s go Bu.” Deciding to ignore his pain with work, Kuni got up from his seat and began to pick up the books from the table to arrange in their respective shelves. Bu trying his best to assist him hopped off his seat and pointed out the shelves. (The little guy was even carrying small books on his head)

___________

The shift was finally over.

“Goodnight Kuni! Goodnight Bu! I hope to see you two tomorrow~” Lisa waved him bye at the footsteps of the Favonius building.

“Goodnight Lisa!”

“Squee squeak!”

It was dark right now. They stars and constellations shone like glitter in the sky and the moon looked like a massive pearl. It was a perfect sight for stargazing but Kuni just wanted to go home. He was a little tired, and so was his slime partner. Maybe he'll take you stargazing later?

“So Bu, what should we have for dinner?”

……

He was peacefully asleep on top of his head.

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“I'm home!" you called out as you took your shoes off and dropped your weapon next to the shoe rack like a zombie. Your day could have gone smoothly if it wasn't for reckless Pallard being stupid. Your exhaustion was however was quickly forgotten as Bu bounced his way to greet you excitedly. You opened your arms and as he jumped into them, you were filled with euphoria.

“Squeak squee!”

“I know baby I missed you too!” You exclaimed as you rubbed your cheek against his “head”.

“I see someone is back very early!” Came your roommates voice from the kitchen full of sarcasm.

“Hey Kuni!” You made you way into the kitchen with Bu in your arms to greet your boyfriend. He was setting the table with dinner and honestly you couldn’t ask for more. Right now you just want to eat and go to sleep.

“Welcome back, I trust your day went we- WHAT HAPPENED??” Oh boy he saw your messy state huh…well you usually look gorgeous reader but right now you looked like a hilichurl who dove into mud. All thanks to Pallard. Everybody say Fuck you pallard.

“Hi :D”

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“You seriously need to be more careful you know! Do you know how dangerous a gang of hilichurls can be??” Kuni’s voice was muffed but clear behind the bathroom door. After seeing your state he immediately pushed you into the bath, heck he was even ready to bathe you in case you couldn’t but after insisting you’re fine he let you be alone in your bathtub. Dang reader you scored a very worried wife.

“Once you are done then let me help you patch up okay? I really don’t want you pushing yourself since you just came back in such a disheveled sta-“

“Alright alright no need to be so worried!” his sentence was cut short as you stepped out of the bathroom all clean. From the steam you emerged, in just a towel around your body. It hugged your torso and revealed your shape way more than it should. Your scars, birthmarks, fresh injuries you got today were all in front of him to see.

Kuni.exe has stopped working. Seriously he froze. You looked so divine to him he found it hard to look away. No, he found it very hard to control himself. He felt blood hush into his cheeks and his "empty" chest thumping wildly.

“Ayo you good?”

And he snapped out of his dazed state.

“Y-yeah um, you uh-“ and now he’s broken. Have mercy on him reader.

“Uh huh, yeah injuries. *cough* Could you please get out first? I need to put some clothes on.”

“RIGHT!” And with that he tried to rush out of the room. Key word: tried. He bumped into the door frame along the way. In case if you’re wondering, Bu came looking for you with a medkit on his head but got confused when he saw his dad rush out of your room and slamming the door. Now Kuni is the one who looked like a mess as he slid down against the door. He covered his mouth and processed what he just saw.

“Y/n...why are you doing this to me…” he panted through heavy breaths. Your body flashed in his mind and he couldn't help but shamefully imagine what you looked without the towel covering you.

He really can’t hold on any longer.

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What was that all about? You just stared at the door, not knowing a puppet is waiting behind it. Anyways better dry yourself. As for the injuries, you noticed there really was nothing major except for small cuts and bruises. Opening your wardrobe, you decided to throw on your (pajamas of choice) and dried your hair.

Why do you hear heavy breathing outside your door? Better check it out.

"Kuni, I'm done!"

...

"Kuni?"

.........

You were met with silence. Looking around the dark hall, you could see Bu sleeping next to the plant on the window. You walked up to him quietly and asked in the softest way possible,

"Bu, have you seen your daddy?"

Bu gave a sleepy mewl and pointed towards the living room with his flower head.

"Thanks kiddo" you gave him a head pat and watched him drift off again.

Did Kuni fall asleep on the couch?

The living room seemed normal at first. It was dimly lit but enough for you to navigate around. Moonlight poured out the window giving the room a mix of honey and sapphire. It looked comforting but then came the feeling of being watched. Something was there. It was watching your every move. You just couldn't tell what it was. It made you nervous but with all you bravery you opened your mouth.

"Kuni, are yo- AH!"

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He pinned them against the wall. It kinda started them. Still, they opened their eyes to see him. From the window beside them, the moonlight fell on his flustered face. His mouth was in a pout and his glossy eyes showed symptoms of frustration. His pale skin had flushed cheeks.

"Kuni? What are you doin-"

"Just stop playing so dumb!"

"???"

His face was mad. And his voice was on the verge of cracking. He was on the verge of blowing up.

"I'm trying so hard! Yet here you are being so oblivious and naive to all my advances...how can a human be so dense?!?"

Is he talking about...

Now the dots were slowly being connected. He never does anything to make him a stammering fool but this week he's been strage. Those compliments, the flowers, Bu cannot pick them so tenderly! He has no hands. Could it be that...

"Y/n. Look me in the eyes and tell me, am I ever going to be more than a brother to you?"

Oh. So it is exactly that. Heh.

“Ara ara~" you smirked as you gently held his chin, your other arm snaking around his waist. He turned red from the contact, his arms getting weak.

"Are you trying to kabedon me Kuni-chan?" You lifted his face to meet his eyes. He was a mess.

"How cute~"

"I- answer me!"

"shh.." You shushed him with your finger. Now he felt like he would melt any second.

You leaned closer to his face, close enough to feel each other's breath. In the most seductive tone, you whispered,

"Actions speak louder than words. I want my answer to be louder and clearer for you."

He let out a gasp as he felt himself being pushed onto the couch. He closed his eyes and landed on the soft cushions, but when he opened them, you were there. You were hovering on top of him, caging him between your arms. In the dim lamp of the room, your honey lit eyes held one thing. Passion. For him.

You gently stroked his face, Staring into his violet eyes. He found it hard to look away.

“Oh Doll…” you exhaled. Kuni swallowed the lump in his throat. You leaned closer towards him as he closed his eyes in anticipation.

Only to feel suffocated. Literally. He can't breathe. All his air supply was cut off. He struggled but it was akin to punching air.

WHAT'S GOING ON-

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Kuni woke up with a loud gasp as Bu fell beside him on the table.

He took his time to cherish the sweet oxygen and then take in his surroundings. Large bookshelves surrounded him and the bright sun leaked through the window behind him.

Wait...was he asleep in the library? Was it all a dream....?

He looked around to see Bu upside down and dizzy. He quickly grabbed him and put him upright.

"Bu, did you fall asleep on my face again?"

"squee"

"...."

So that explains the suffocation. Wait- that dream!

His face got flushed with embarrassment remembering the events. Still, he wondered what would have happened if he wasn't suffocated by his slime child.

"Don't do it again, okay? You almost suffocated me in my sleep."

"Squeak!"

And so those two stretched and continued their library work as if nothing happened.

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The wanderer dreams of Irminsul and he dreams of you.

Both of which are but murmurs, relentlessly summing like bitter melodies in the back of his mind.

In daylight he hears the echoes. And comes nightfall all starts over again.

He dreams of falling way down below.

He dreams of you. The wanderer dreams of Irminsul and he dreams of you.

Winter in Snezhnaya

Scaramouche x Reader

Scenario: You accompanied him to Snezhnaya, but much to Scaramouche's dismay, a certain ginger harbinger has come along as well. And the familiarity between him and you is testing Scaramouche's last nerves.

The Zapolyarny Palace towers behind you in all its imposing might, radiating glory and power. Somewhere within its walls, Scaramouche is trapped in yet another assembly with the other harbingers, while you are out here, walking along the edge of the winter forest.

Though you’ve accompanied Scara down to Snezhnaya and are a welcomed guest in the Tsaritsa’s palace during your stay, you find yourself turning restless rather quickly.

It’s obviously cold as shit up here, and darkness falls early, but as you stroll along the icy path, the moonlight reflects off the snow, making your surroundings shimmer like something straight out of a fairy tale.

Suddenly, a fox approaches you, showing no signs of fear or reserve. That’s another curious thing you’ve noticed around here, just how unusually amiable the animals are.

You rummage through the pockets of your coat, pulling out some nuts you’ve been carrying for that exact reason. You toss them into the snow in front of the fox.

The snow crunches as you kneel down to watch the animal feed on its newfound food in delight. Like it is used being fed in this city and knows exactly where to get what it wants.

“You’re going to spoil the wildlife if you keep on feeding every stray you come across!”

At the sound of his voice, you rise back from the ground, turning to see Scaramouche approaching. He stops a few feet in front of you, hands stuffed into his winter coat, the harbinger sigil prominently displayed.

“You’re already done for today?” You ask, giving him a subtle once-over.

Scaramouche crosses his arms and clicks his tongue in disapproval. “Fortunately, that was the last assembly for a while. One more day with these morons, and I promise, heads will be rolling.”

His eyes shift to the fox on the ground before they settle back on you. He raises an eyebrow. “Are you really so keen on catching a cold for the sake of some mutt?”

“It’s a fox, first of all,” you defend both yourself and the animal, unfazed by his demeanor. “And second, don’t pretend like you weren’t making eyes at that stray cat on our balcony last night.”

He scoffs, disdain evident on his face. “Yeah, of course. Seems like the cold ist really getting to your head.”

Not feeling particularly defeatist today, you decide to drop the subject (because you know exactly what you saw) and change the topic. “When will we go back home, then?”

But before Scara even opens his mouth, another jolly voice joins you. “Home already? What a shame!”

You can practically feel Scaramouche's whole demeanor dropping with irritation, rivaling the frigid temperatures. “Someone, have mercy on me,” he mutters darkly under his breath as Childe approaches you both.

Childe is wearing a suspiciously wide grin on his face as he deliberately ignores Scaramouche and puts his entire attention on you instead. “You should stay a few more days and enjoy Her Majesty’s hospitality to the fullest. I promise, you’ll love it.”

Scara’s jaw tightens at the familiarity between the both of you and if he weren’t bundled in his coat, you would be able to see a pulsing vein on his neck. “Shouldn't you be busy mopping the Tsarita’s ballroom or something, Childe?”

The 11th harbinger shoots him a grin. “Why, and miss all the fun of bidding you guys goodbye? You wound me.”

Then the ginger’s focus shifts back to you, making Scramouche’s eyebrow successfully twitch. “Truly, y/n, your absence will be felt not only by the hungry animals around here but I too will miss your lovely presence. What a joy it is to witness you making our balladeer here hot and bothered in a way I’m not quite used to seeing.”

You frown, but amusement twinkles in your eyes nevertheless, being used to his antics. “Thanks, Childe. It was very nice to see Snezhnaya for myself.”

“You’re welcome here anytime, my dear.” Childe chuckles, placing a friendly hand on your shoulder, but that’s when whatever little patience Scaramouche had left drains away for good. He steps in between you, his gaze deadly and fixed. “Touch her again, and I’ll end you.”

A bold, delighted laugh escapes Childe, clearly aware of the effect his words and actions have on his comrade. He lifts his hands in defeat. “Ahh, finally! I’d love a good fight with you, my friend.”

Scaramouche lets out a dry chuckle, but there’s no humor in his eyes. His fingers twitch, ready for some action. “It’s on then. I’ve been waiting for this day for long enough.”

Meanwhile, you have to suppress a groan. This has been going on all week, them breathing down each other’s neck the whole bloody time. How do these people even get any work done with the way they hate each other’s guts?

You step to the side, Scara’s eyes immediately following you. But you put on a mock-serious face, clasping your hands together. “What a fabulous idea, boys! We can finally settle this like the big grown adults we are, right? You do that - but if you’ll excuse me, I'm heading back to my warm, comfy bed.”

“Don’t you worry.” Childe laughs, amusement dancing in his eyes. “We’re just messing around, isn’t that right, Scaramouche?”

A cold smile spreads across your lover’s face as he regards Childe with a deadly look. “No, please, go on. Keep testing me. See how far it gets you.”

“Now, don’t sound so detesting; I might start to think you don’t like me.”

“Sucks to be you, then, doesn’t it.”

Childe responds to that with nothing more than a shit-eating grin. He turns to you, his face smug, and you can basically feel the headache forming.

“Write to me, alright? And keep me updated on what Mr. Sunshine over here is up to. I barely get to see him these days.” He begins to step back towards the city entrance, but not without shooting you one last wink. “Too occupied with his honeymoon phase, huh?”

“I’m gonna murder you.”

You gently grab Scara’s hand, in an attempt to ground him - or to stop him from causing the Tsaritsa to lose yet another Harbinger.

And he does stay by your side. His fingers soothingly tracing along your wrist before slipping between your own. He turns to you, his anger still radiating from him, but upon seeing your amused look, he scoffs and looks away.

“You’re in way over your head.”

“Am I?” You muse. “Or is someone a bit possessive because of Childe as of now?”

He locks eyes with you, daring you to continue.

“What? Now i can’t tease you after having to suffer through your constant bickering with each other our entire time here?”

“We weren’t-” he starts, but clearly thinks better of it and sighs, a hand running through his hair in annoyance.

“You were saying something about a bed?”

“Mhm. Want to share?”

“You better.”

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ᯓ✿ say you love me

ˋ°•*⁀➷ anemo boys falling for you (alt angst version here)

ˋ°•*⁀➷ venti, xiao, kaedehara kazuha, shikanoin heizou, wanderer x gn! reader

₊˚ character story spoilers, this is more or less just an excuse to write the silly little scenarios in my head involving these boys, some more angsty than others but it’s like 90% fluff

it’s not as if venti were completely oblivious to his own emotions, he understands what’s going on when he notices his heart fluttering when you’re around. when you smiled at him, it was as if his heart were beating right out of his chest. his music so clearly and beautifully graced the air, drowning out his own whispered confession of love. if he were to say it loud enough for you ears to pick up, how would you look back at him? as if fate itself were turning its head and laughing at him for falling so helplessly in love with someone he only considered a friend until recently.

to all but the archon himself, such melancholy tunes played on his lyre while sitting on the hands of a statue made in his likeness were simply meaningless and carried little to no weight whatsoever. the sky was clear, allowing him to gaze ever so wistfully at the constellations in the night sky as he thinks of you. maybe he’d find yours, reaching up and tracing the connections of the brightly shining stars with his finger. he knows he’s nothing more than a god fallen from grace, and not even you knew of the gnosis that had been taken from him. venti’s heart ached at the idea that he may never be able to scream out his love for you due to his own doubts.

yet right now, in the dead of night, he could sing of the love residing deep within his ever-beating heart. with a final song to confess to the night sky, he sings and plays so softly that it’s difficult to hear. even with that, his voice is so soothing and comforting as he sings out the love that had plagued him for a long time now. as he finished his song, he noticed the smallest amount of tears dripping from his face as he finally let out the pent-up emotions. even if he presumed you were far away, he hopelessly hoped that his voice would reach you. your beautiful smile and laugh were etched in the archon’s heart, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

if xiao met the same fate as those he once held dear, he hoped he could at least let out his love for you. it brings him peace that he can protect you as the last yaksha of liyue. he often finds himself separate from society for their own sake, his karmic debt often drawing closer the demons he swore to kill. yet, you stayed close to him despite the immediate danger you often faced. sometimes, he would find the tears pricking at his golden eyes as he reminisces the life he wished he could have lived with you. it would have been a peaceful life full of happiness and love beyond compare, surrounded by his fellow yaksha.

even with that, the light of your smile never passed him by. silently watching over you from afar during the lantern rite, he was torn. xiao wanted nothing more than to join you in the crowd, but what if you got separated from him? would he have the courage to hold your hand? those doubts landed him sitting atop a building and watching from a distance, silently hoping you’d turn around and notice his affectionate observations. as hundreds of lanterns gently floated into the air, he found himself once again fighting the urge to join you in the crowd. it would only be a matter of time before the fireworks begun, maybe then he’d have the opportunity to stand beside you and welcome in a new year.

in the bitter cold of the night air as the first of the fireworks exploded into the inky dark sky, you saw him next to you. xiao smiled gently, not saying a word as the landscape was illuminated with the bright and lively colors of the fireworks. his hand in yours, welcoming a new year together with a kiss. the one thing that couldn’t be heard beneath the explosions of color that could outshine the brightest star was his voice, saying three words he never thought he’d say again. “i love you”

he had fallen for you without a care in the world, allowing it to grow as the days go by for no reason besides the idea that he has nothing to lose by falling for you. kazuha’s heart felt as if it were bursting with love and passion whenever he looked at you. it was a whirlwind type of romance, one in which both parties involved were constantly sharing knowing glances and giggles, overly affectionate with a passion that will surely burn itself out if given enough time.

but it didn’t. he never once doubted his love for you, in fact he was quite open about it. it was bound to make others jealous, the way he was constantly sending letters with gifts when he was away on various travels. whenever kazuha was away from you, he found himself missing you exponentially more as the days went by. oftentimes, he only wanted to return to the place he belonged, in your arms. he doesn’t really enjoy being all alone, so he’d take your hand and hold it ever so tightly. you’ve always been what guides him and gives him peace of mind. your smile was like a guiding star in the darkest of nights, always there to light the way despite the circumstances.

kazuha never truly “confessed”. his actions alone indicated his love for you, and he one day just began saying he loved you. it came so naturally to him that he could never overthink it, like a second nature. those three words flowed so naturally out of his mouth with that beautiful and soft voice of his, it just felt right. what began as simply a lighthearted summer romance had quickly grown into a love that would stand the rest of time, despite any struggles the two of you may face. if nothing else, you’d face it together.

heizou is a naturally flirty person, using that to his advantage to conceal his true feelings for you. being a detective, he was naturally able to read people, yet he could never truly understand what was going on behind those eyes of yours. really, it was such a nuisance to hold these feelings in. alas, it was a hinderance to his work. sometimes he wondered if you could hear his heart beating out of his chest whenever you were around, surely it wouldn’t take much to realize what’s going on here. he’d need for you to simply let him in and he’d be the happiest man in teyvat.

it really doesn’t take a detective to figure out he loved you, it was quite obvious really. how many words at minimum would it take for you to notice his love? even with heizou attempting to hide the feelings in his heart, the summer days spent with you made his feelings soar. sitting on the beach and watching the sunset together, he really couldn’t be happier. he knew he was helplessly in love with you, warmth creeping onto his face every time you smiled or laughed because of him.

so here he was, singing and dancing in the warm sand with you under the sun’s fading light. the crashing of the waves on the shore drowned out your voices, but he hadn’t a care in the world. with his hands in yours, your laugh as the both of you fell into the cool water, he couldn’t be happier. even if both your clothes were now wet, you didn’t care even one bit as his lips met yours.

ever since the day he met you, he feigned indifference and rudeness to hide his feelings for you. he was a perfect example of using his naturally intimidating demeanor to hide the love he held for you. a puppet made without a heart, you had given him all the more reason to continue living. the nameless wanderer was so into you that he couldn’t help but smile to himself after any interaction with you. of course, he wouldn’t be caught dead smiling over you. just like magic, he was immediately done in by you without your knowledge.

he wanted to hate you as much as he pretended he did, that much was true. even after he warmed up to your presence, he wanted to stop acting like his true self around you. he wished he could just shut you out again, yet he couldn’t stop wondering if you felt the same. he assumed you did, based solely off of your words and actions without even the slightest verbal proof. with every single touch of his puppet body, his heart beat out of his artificial chest. maybe he had known you in his past life, maybe his heart broke knowing you wouldn’t remember him.

yet, you seemed to love him in every iteration of his life. he knew it all along, he said as he held your hands and forced himself to confess. the more he tried to fill the metaphorical gap between you, the more he unintentionally forced himself away. sure, he’d admit that he was greedy for your love. it wasn’t that bad to be in love, was it? under a beautiful tree surrounded by colorful flowers, he had his first kiss. hundreds of years living, but you were the only one he ever seemed to want to be around. angry looks and scoffs had been replaced with smiles despite all odds.

Tasteless Engine (1)

You always dreamed of being a doll maker. Since your tender childhood, they were always around you. To comfort you. To play with you. To hear you cry when no one was there. The dolls are pretty, and they were there. You lived in a small animated town. Everyday, the scent of fresh-baked bread would wake you up before going to the boutique. This boutique is a small cabinet, stuck between two big houses in a tiny alley. Your family supported you when you told them your dream, and you ended up being the apprentice of the best doll maker of the region (it is not a very popular job).

But one day, this sweet life stopped. The master you followed so whole-heartedly died, and they were no place in town to welcome you. So, after weeks of thinking about your future, you decided to buy a tiny bungalow in the Snowy mountains near the border of the country. There, you would create your own dolls and toys, and sell them in the nearest town, down the mountain. The weather would be harsh, but you had to do this.

And that’s how you ended up living there. Today is easily the coldest day of the winter, and you abandoned your work on the toys and dolls you will sell at the end of the week to snuggle in all the blanket you could find near the fireplace.

You are drinking your third tea in a row in hope to warm yourself a bit more. Your eyes are half-lidded with tiredness and you could not feel your limbs when a big “BANG” resonates in your ears. Alarmed, you leave your mug by the fireplace and quickly go check every room to assure that nothing is broken with the harshness of the wind, blowing and howling outside.

Nothing wrong.

Reassured, you walk back to the fireplace when you hear a lamentation outside, coming from the door. You freeze. You try to listen a bit better to those cries, when the tiny broken voice whines a heart-breaking “please” and you rush to the door to open it.

A bit of snow and cold wind enter your house. There’s no one at the door. You follow the directions of the cries and lower your eyes. They set on a humanoid thing laying on the ground, covered with snow. Your heart jumps and you clumsily grab the body to bring it inside the small bungalow and you quickly shut the door.

“Who are you?!” you shout, louder than you wished.

But the strange thing can only make weird cries and the sound of pieces of wood cliquing. Slowly, you walk toward it. You brush the snow and discover a huge puppet, messily wrapped in violet torn silk. You brush its long dark purple hair and realize that this hair is almost human-like. The puppet seems to act exactly like a human, so maybe it is cold. You put some of your blankets on the body. It groans.

After a some time, the unknown mass stops crying and sobbing, and you assume that it is asleep. Carefully, you step toward it, curious to see what exactly is this body. You delicately remove the torn violet silk, only to reveal a beautiful face covered by messy long dark purple hair. Their traits are well-defined, thin, elegant, and androgynous. They look like a teen, but their skin are white and virgin of any imperfection, glowing... Like porcelain. Your curiosity is picked, and you decided to touch his cheek (just a finger won't hurt, right?), which is strangely solid. You touch it again : you can't be wrong, what is laying on your floor is a human-sized porcelain doll.

Tasteless Engine (2)

Suddenly, the puppet’s eyes flutter open and the doll stares at you.

Flabbergasted, you jump back and stop touching them. The porcelain puppet slowly, weakly sits up with numb arms. All you can do is stare at the living doll with wide eyes, while the mass elevates itself until it stands up before you.

“Who are you…?” the porcelain puppet asks with a low, groggy voice. Definitely a boy.

“I could return you the question! My name is […] and I’m a toy maker.” You reply.

“Good. I have been looking for you.” Says the puppet casually, as if he was not crying on your floor a few minutes ago. He starts walking in your bungalow with his chin raised high, as if he was the owner of this land. His torn clothes barely cover himself, and his joints and articulations creak with every move he makes and you decide to go after him.

“Wait! So, you know me, but what’s your name and how are you… Living?! Aren’t you a puppet?” You ask while walking behind him, in pure confusion.

“That’s none of your business. As for my name, I don’t have one.” Replies the doll boy. “What’s that?” he asks, pointing a book with his hand.

“Just a theater piece. It’s La Comedia Del Arte. You never heard of it?” You reply, taking the book and handing it to him. The nameless puppet takes the book and examinate it carefully.

“Well, just call me Scaramouche then.” He says after reading a few pages.

“Scara?

-Scaramouche” He objects, refusing the nickname. He puts back the book on the self.

“This bungalow is pathetic, but it is not the reason of my visit. I saw the sign near your house saying that you are a toy maker. It kills me to say it but I need your help.” After saying that, Scaramouche takes off the clothe that was hiding his bust. At the place where should be his heart if he was human is a huge hole, the porcelain is fissured and painting is damaged all around the hole and even slightly melted. You stare at it in awe for a few minutes. Never, in your life, you saw a human-puppet with a hole in the chest. Look then up at him in his eyes, which are a bit damaged too.

“… What happened to you?” You ask, shocked.

“None of your business too.” Answers the puppet with a dark face.

Promptly, you put him on your table and observes his features with a lot of caution.

“I never saw a doll this damaged. I’m not sure I’ll be able to fix all of that.

-What about my heart?

-You had a heart?

-Yes. But in an access of rage, I pulled it out of my chest, that’s how the hole… You know…”

You look at him, you can’t help but feel bad for him. Sure, he is not human at all, but it is almost like it, is it not? And mostly, he had a heart. You don’t know how it is possible, but you stopped asking yourself question when a living puppet started to cry before you.

“Sadly, I can do nothing for a heart-broken puppet, asides from repairing the damage, I can’t give you a heart.” You tell him softly, looking at him in the eyes.

“Then I’ll find someone who can.

-No one can. Scaramouche, a heart isn’t a clock! It is not mechanical, you can not buy it, or repair it with a hammer, nails and tools. I can’t do anything for this heart, nor no one can.

-You’re worthless! I should have known it when I crossed your door! I’m leaving, now.” The enraged doll jumps off the table and heads toward the living room.

“If you go outside, you’ll be even more broken!” You protest. “I can fix you! And maybe your heart will grow back! I bet you’re not that stupid…”

After you said that, Scaramouche looks down, lost in thought. Leaving the bungalow would be counterproductive, and after all, maybe those promises you tell him are true. In this case, it is not in his interest to leave. He turns to you.

“Alright, you win, human.

-I have a name.

-Don’t get me started or it’s you who’ll end up broken.

-So you’re staying here?

-Unfortunately.” The puppet rolls his eyes.

Tasteless Engine (3)

In the next few days, you task yourself the mission of making this puppet a decent boy. Like a cat, he likes to roam around the bungalow and take naps in weird places (in the corner of the kitchen, for instance). You have to go after him to take him back to the little bed you make for him in the living room (you were not really sure if he needed a bed, but he throwed a tantrum). Once the storm outside calmed down, you went down the mountain to buy clays of porcelain. It almost took you a day, and when you come back to the bungalow, you find Scaramouche sleeping on YOUR bed with YOUR pillow hugged between his arms. Annoyed, you put the clay on the kitchen table and go in your room. You take the two corners of the blanket and suddenly throw it, making the poor doll waltz on the floor, yelling.

“AHH! ARE YOU STUPID?! CRAZY?! SADISTIC MAYBE?!!” He yells.

“You were sleeping on my bed! I made you one and you don’t even use it!

-BECAUSE YOURS IS MORE COMFORTABLE, IDIOT!”

After arguing for half an hour, he decides to give you the silence treatment.

You start to be annoyed of his long, dirty dark purple hair and proposed him to take care of it for him. At first, he refused. But Scaramouche can’t resist it when he is given attention, and it doesn’t take long for him to give up to your cares and stop being mad at you. You take him to the kitchen, and he does not object. He sits on a chair and you examinate his hair. It is very long, almost reaching the floor. It is also tangled and kind of sticky. You grimace and take a big bowl off a shelf and put it on his head.

“What are you doing?

-I’m sorry, Scara, but I don’t have another choice…

-What?!”

You take scissors and start to cut his hair. After this, you put his head in the sink and start to wash his hair, it’s a very awkward moment…

When you finished to dry his hair, you realized that you forgot to cut the hair at the base of his neck, and it look like a small mullet now. Embarrassed, you say nothing and let him look in the mirror.

“What do you think?

-It’s hideous.

-Then do it yourself!

-No.

-Why?!

-I don’t want to.”

You looked a him, annoyed, and he looks back at you, also annoyed. You show him the clay you brought, and proposed to fix him. He reluctantly agrees and you lay him on the table, half- naked, near the candle burning on the shelf. You take the clay and start to fill the hollows and the wounds, then you do the most difficult part: the hole in his chest. This is the worst part to fix, but when you finished, at the first lights of the morning, you let out a little yell of victory. You told Scaramouche to not move until the porcelain is done drying, and he whined all day because of that. But at least, you could close the door, and enjoy -for once- a bit of calm in your house. Once the porcelain is dry, you tell him that you would buy clothes for him at the market this weekend, but he objects: he wants to go himself and choose himself his clothes. So, you spent two hours arguing with him and explaining him that if people saw him, they would panic. But your words fell on deaf ears, and during a couple of days, Scaramouche refused to wear the clothes you bought him, and throwed a tantrum like a child. But after promising him that you would give him your bed (that was a lie), Scaramouche finally accepted to stop walking around half-bare in his torn clothes and wear the one you bought.

In the evening, you are so tired that you fall on your bed like a worm. You did not even tell Scaramouche goodnight, but he annoyed you so much during the last few days that it is not nothing to worry about. Once your head hit the soft pillow, you black out and fall into the world of dreams…

Only to wake up next to him.

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English is not my first language, and I wrote this while being very tired so, sorry for the mistakes!