" The 'pride Of Humankind' Was Uprooted And Crushed, Like A Weed Removed From The Garden Of Gods... "

" the 'pride of humankind' was uprooted and crushed, like a weed removed from the garden of gods... "

He Who Hides Behind a Mask.

Scaramouche x F!Reader.

Warnings: Scaramouche is a mess, Reader is honestly a mess too, implied not SFW.  Word count: 6k. 

Note: originally, this story was going to be lot darker (haha), but after the 3.1 cutscene… i decided mr. mouche can have a break just this once. as a treat. please handle him with care. he really needs all of it he can get. anyway here’s my love letter to my fav genshin character. 

i.

You are, without a doubt, the worst human in the world.

If Scaramouche was labeled an eccentric by his peers throughout the centuries, he wonders what that would make you. Whatever conventions you abide by are a complete mystery to him. Perhaps you damaged your head at some point in your life and are now living with the consequences. Or, your head has made it out mostly unscathed, and you really are just this foolish for no good reason. That miserable doctor might say there’s an explanation behind every phenomenon, but the charlatan surely would change his tune if he met you.  

What else could possibly explain why you have the audacity to waltz into his office, entirely unannounced, scuttling about like you owned the place?

… And if that isn’t worse enough, why does he let you?

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hi(gh school) ! i love you !

genshin characters as high school crushes you’d have

various! genshin impact x reader. (albedo, childe, diluc, ganyu, jean, itto, kaeya, kazuha, keqing, scaramouche, zhongli, xiao.) - 3015 words.

synopsis: what type of high school crush would genshin characters be like to you, a hopeless romantic? will it be tragic, or straight out of a romance novel?

notes: modern! AU. long headcanons. british english used. unedited. not proofread. lowercase. some cliche romance tropes used. gn!reader. arranged in alphabetical order (but zhongli & xiao’s order is messed up bcz i don’t know my abcs… oops).

a/n: i got so, so, SOOOO carried away LMFAOOO i hope people enjoy these, i’m pretty proud of them :) tell me which one is your favourite!

ur so seggsy when u reblog aha <3

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albedo

   • the school’s famous, attractive scientist. he’d often be seen slaving away within one of the spare lab rooms, doing weird experiments with his friend, sucrose. they never separated from each other, and since he seemed like the type to dislike social interactions, you never dared to approach him.

   • though, one fateful day, you two met outside of school. at a daycare. you were trying to make your way to a café a friend had suggested, but with your lack of directional skills you failed miserably.

   • he noticed you, surprisingly. you were so confused because?? THE albedo actually knew your name??

   • albedo sheepishly explained that he was here to pick up his little sister, klee, and questioned why you were there as well. how were you going to explain to him about your embarrassing failure?

   • you were forced to fess up when you saw the face of his adorable little sister, and she mentioned the name of the café you were planning to head to. albedo invites you to come with them – he absolutely loves the parfaits from there - and the rest is history :)

   • nowadays, albedo invites you over to his to babysit klee (which results in sleepovers… the lil girl loves you).   

   • while your crush on him is over now, you fail to notice the stare he gives you whenever he’s making hot chocolate. it might just be enough for your feelings to reignite all over again.

childe

   • the notorious bad boy of the school. he was known for goofing around in class a bit too much, and hanging out with the wrong crew after school. you knew better than to interact with the likes of him, and yet, you two got along so well?? you were literally best friends??

   • this caused rumors to stir about you. about how you were secretly part of a gang, how you mentioned to a classmate that you would smash all the classroom windows with a bat.

   • you were drowning in embarrassment. you hid away from absolutely everyone, including all your friends that you’ve made throughout the year, in fear that they too would get the harsh treatment of others.

   • though, while you were sneaking out of an empty classroom to head to your next period, you saw childe beating up a group of boys - a handful of girls looking in fear.

   • you were quick to drag him away and berate childe for his behaviour, tearing up as you bandaged his battered knuckles. you asked him why he did all this, because he was undoubtedly going to get expelled, but he wouldn’t fess up.

   • you later found out that he went through that crazy stunt to come to your defence. that those people you saw behind the school with him one day were the one who caused the rumors.

   • now, you attend the same university and you’re like his personal babysitter. you made a promise to teucer and his other siblings that you would work hard to make childe change his ways.

diluc

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Between Guilt and Forgiveness

Pairing: Bang Chan x F!reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Summary: You innocently thought that your week couldn't get any worse, but it all went downhill when you accidentally broke your boyfriend's laptop.

Warning: some swearing

Words: 2.4k

Author's Note: Hey guys, how you doing? I hope you like this! English is not my first language so I’m sorry for any grammar errors.

That was terrible.

Actually, terrible was far from describing what had happened. It was a catastrophe, a tragedy, the apocalypse itself, the end of the world. No, you still didn't think any of this was enough to sum up what you have done.

With tears burning in your eyes, you looked at Chan's laptop, the same laptop that contained years of work, compositions, unfinished songs, notes and contacts that were probably worth more than your small apartment in the center of the city. The same laptop that was now in front of you, completely turned off, without the slightest sign of life.

It had to be a nightmare. That couldn't be happening. You shifted the mouse, praying to all the gods in the universe for a miracle. Nothing. You desperately pressed the power button. Nothing. Your reflection on the off monitor seems to mock you.

Feeling that your tears were about to fall, you huddled yourself in the chair, hugging your knees tightly. You needed to remain calm and think of a rational solution.

How would Chan react? Would he be nervous? Angry? That was the only thing crossing your mind. The thought of him being disappointed and sad invaded your head, and that was enough to make you collapse.

Tears poured down your face, broken sobs escaped your lips, making your whole body tremble. You mentally cursed yourself for agreeing to use your boyfriend's laptop to study while he was rehearsing a new choreography.

What would you do now? You could gather some money working a few extra shifts to get him another laptop, but nothing would be able to repair all the work and effort that was lost.

You felt horrible. It's been a rough week. You could count on your fingers how many hours you had slept in the last seven days, courtesy of the three essays you left to do at the last minute, because you know… procrastination! But this was the icing on the cake. The wreath that was missing in your grave.

"Baby?"

Your whole body instantly tensed as you heard Chan's worried voice sound in the room. Distracted by your own thoughts, you barely heard him open the studio door.

His eyes were wide, his face was contorted with worry. Panic washed through your body, making you cry harder.

Chan closed the distance between you, wrapping your trembling body in a tight embrace. Chan's hugs were your safe haven, your anchor in the middle of the storm. No matter how bad things got, whenever he wrapped you in his strong arms, you felt safe, like nothing in the world could hurt you while he was there with you.

Tears soaked his sweatshirt but he didn't seem to mind. Instead, he gently stroked your back, depositing small pecks on the top of your head.

"Hey love, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Please talk to me."

Even being confused, his voice remained calm and warm, like a cup of tea on a rainy day. It only made you feel ten times worse. You didn't deserve him. As you stared into his pretty brown eyes, guilt started to eat up your chest, spreading fast through your lungs.

"S-sorry, I-I didn't..." You only noticed you were hyperventilating when Chan took your face in his hands. Concern covered his eyes.

"Sweetheart, you need to calm down. Can you take a deep breath for me? Here, let me help you. Try following me."

He placed your hand over his chest, cupping your cheek with his free hand. Even though you were a hot mess, you tried synchronizing your labored breathing with his.

"That's it. You're doing so well, angel." He whispered softly. "Everything is fine now, I promise. I got you."

Chan hated seeing you like this. It hurts him physically in an unexplainable way. His heart clenched painfully every time a single tear dropped from your precious eyes. It was his duty to make you happy, and seeing you like this, bursting into tears, made him feel as though he failed you.

Lately, he has been busier than usual, but he wasn't blind. He saw how stressed you were because of schoolwork. He knew you weren't sleeping properly or eating well. When you arrived at his studio, he clearly saw how tired you were. You looked like a cracked jar about to break. It was slowly killing him inside.

Chan insisted you got some rest, but you were too stubborn. So, he allowed you to study in his studio but promised himself that as soon as he finished his appointments, he would make sure to get you home and put you to rest before you broke down. But now he realized he was a little too late.

"I'm sorry." You muttered.

“You don't have to apologize, love. I know you're tired and-"

You interrupted him, “No, Chan. You don't understand. I-I did something… I-”

“Baby, it's okay. You only need to get some rest. You can't keep harming yourself like that.”

You knew it was wrong, but the way he was treating you, so patient and understanding, was making you annoyed. How could he not see the dead laptop hovering like a ghost right beside him? Couldn't he feel something was terribly wrong? That you were practically a murder?

Taking a deep breath, you decided it was better to just say it all at once. As they say, sometimes you just have to rip off the band-aid.

"Chan, I broke your laptop." You said in one breath, squeezing your eyes shut.

A sudden silence fell over the room, the only noises coming from the air-conditioning in the ceiling. You watched with a sinking heart while Chan's previously serene face turned into an expression of astonishment. Looking to his right, he finally saw the black screen of his laptop. His lips formed a small "o" shape. He blinked fast as if he was having trouble processing what you just said.

"What?" He said in disbelief.

Not knowing what to do, you started rambling, “I-I don't know what happened, I swear. I was almost finishing my essay, but the screen suddenly switched off and I couldn't get it to switch up again. I swear it was an accident, I really don't know what I did wrong. It was alive and suddenly. Poof! It blacked out and went to the land of dead electronics. I'm sorry. I’m so sor-”

"Y/n, shut the fuck up," Chan whispered coldly.

You were proud to say you could read him like an open book, but at that moment, you had no idea what was going on in his head. His face was impassive, his eyes were dark and distant, but you couldn't make out any emotion.

"How could you do that?" He finally said after a long silence. "Do you know how many important files I had saved in there?"

"Chan, I-"

"I've told you to be careful!"

"I know, but-" You tried again.

"I was nearly finishing a song that took me days to produce." He yells, making you involuntarily flinch. "Fuck, y/n!"

"I'm sorry."

"I know you always delay and don't give a shit about your work, but that doesn't give you the right to fuck up with mine!"

"I'm sorry." You muttered under your breath.

He scoffed, running a hand through his messy hair.

Chan's head spun fast. Despair rose in his stomach like a frightening monster, enveloping and twisting every organ in his body. He paced back and forth across the room.

Part of him wanted to scream and cry at the thought of all the things he had lost, and he was really about to explode, but all the anger he felt vanished into thin air when he saw your tear-up eyes filled with guilt.

He let out a long breath. It wasn't time to lose his mind, you needed him right now. Carefully, he pressed your body against his, giving you the chance to pull away if you wanted. When he felt your arms wrap around his back, he let his head rest in the crook of your neck, getting intoxicated in your familiar scent.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He said, fighting his own tears. Now that the anger was gone, the full impact of what he had done weighed on his shoulders.

“Don't apologize. It's my fault, I deserve this.”

“No, you don't. I'm sorry for yelling at you, I don't know what got into me. I'm such a jerk."

"I'm sorry." You repeated like a broken record.

"Shhh, it's okay."

“I always screw things up.”

"What are you talking about? You never screw anything, love. It's quite the opposite, you always make everything better. So, please, don't say that. It was an accident, okay? It wasn't your fault, you don't need to cry."

"But-"

“Shhh, it's okay, I promise. I'll solve this. Now stop crying, you know I hate seeing you like this.”

He pulled away, placing a comforting kiss on your temple before heading towards his laptop.

Tucking your head into your knees, you stifled a sob, trying to stay as quiet as possible. He was still disappointed in you. You were sure of it, but Chan was just too kind to show it. He always puts others’ needs and comfort over his own. But you messed up real bad this time. It was only a matter of time before he realized you were a burden in his life, that he would be better without you.

"I know it won't solve anything, but I'll get you a new one-" Your rant was cut by Chan's loud laugh exploding in the room.

This is it. He's gone completely insane.

When you looked up, you found your boyfriend lying on the floor, laughing so hard that tears sprang in his eyes. A small light on your left caught your eye. You almost had a heart attack when you saw the laptop, the dead laptop, restarting.

“W-what? How…” Nothing else made sense to your fried brain.

"Baby, you didn't break anything." He said breathlessly. "The laptop was only discharged. I simply plugged in the charger."

"Oh."

A wave of embarrassment swept through your body, making your face burn more than the sun itself. Dumb, dumb, dumb! How did you not notice that before? It was so painfully obvious, so fucking simple.

"I must have forgotten to put it to charge this morning." He smirks playfully. "And you were probably so focused on your work that you missed the warning to plug in the charger."

"Ah."

Your brain was so melted, you felt like a baby who couldn't form a single phrase. So you did the only thing you could still properly do at the moment: you bury your head in your hands.

“Aww, you don't need to feel embarrassed, my love. It's fine. I said you never screw anything up.” He lowered your wrists and filled your face with kisses. “Wow, you're so red. Stop being so cute, you're going to end up killing me like this.”

"I'm not cute, I'm stupid."

"This is not true. You're just tired, that's all.” You eyed him suspiciously, making him laugh. "And maybe you're a little forgetful, but just a little bit."

You whined, "I thought I broke it."

“Nah, you didn't. In the end, it was all my fault.”

"How can this be your fault, Christopher Bang?" You asked indignantly. He grimaced at the sound of his full name.

"I should have told you the battery was low." He shrugged. You open your mouth to retort, but he cuts you off quickly. “And it's no use saying otherwise. It's my fault, end of discussion.”

"You're too stubborn."

"Everyone has their flaws, right?" You just rolled your eyes. He looked at you with a teasing gleam in his eyes. “You need to rest now. Enough of killing my heart saying you broke my precious laptop.”

“Chaaan.” You cried, still embarrassed by what happened.

“Come on, you need to sleep, otherwise you'll soon become a member of baboracha."

“I hate you,” you said, pouting. "Don't tell anyone about this."

“I'm joking, I'm joking. I swear I won't. Now, come here."

He pulled you gently, bringing your lips together in a calm and comforting kiss. It didn't take long for him to deepen the kiss, it seemed like he was trying to assure you that everything was fine, that he'd love you anyhow. He slowly parted your lips and rested his forehead on yours. He looked down at you, concern shining in his eyes.

"I'm really sorry for earlier. I hope you know I didn’t mean none of the things I said."

"It's fine." You peck his lips again.

"No. It’s not. I know college hasn't been easy, but you always give your best in everything you do. I'm so proud of you. Sorry for saying those mean things."

"Chan, stop. You were mad, I get it."

"Still, that's no excuse for what I did."

"Oh my God, what do I have to do to make you stop apologizing?"

"I don't know," He said with a shy smile. "Maybe you could kiss me? I think my lips miss yours already."

You smiled softly at seeing him so shy and flustered, his ears burning in a bright red. You leaned in and kissed him, granting his wish without a second thought.

For the rest of the night, you both cuddle on the small sofa in his studio, listening to some music on Chan's laptop, which, thank God, wasn't broken. You lost count of how many times he had apologized between sweet kisses, but you were there by his side, assuring him that everything was fine.

The next morning, you were happily eating your breakfast in Stray Kids' dorm, waiting for your boyfriend to get out of the shower, when Hyunjin tossed himself in the chair beside you, smiling mischievously.

"So, y/n... I came to welcome you!"

"What? Hyunjin, it's not even my first time here." You said, confused.

"You dummy." He laughed, flicking your head lightly. "Chan told us what you did last night, and we all agreed that you're officially the new member of baboracha. Congratulations!"

"HE WHAT?" You yelled, choking on the juice you were drinking.

"Well, welcome! Now I should probably get going, you look exactly like Kkami when I forget to feed him."

"CHRISTOPHER BANG YOU'RE DEAD."