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"That sounds lonely."
Scara laughs like a sob. "It is lonely."
"But you're not alone." He squeezes his hand. "Let's go watch the sun rise."
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10k words of being childe absolutely whipped (the strangers to friends to best friends to roommates drama youve been waiting for!!)
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21 Jan 2026
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𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘮𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵. 𝙒𝙚𝙖𝙠, 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘, 𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮. 𝘜𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘜𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.
Scaramouche is a jealous, covetous, and wholly possessive being. The Abyss matches his temperament tenfold. And he was crafted as a vessel to hold, not to take. In order for him to hold, though, he must take.
An entry for chiscara week 2023, day 1: last meeting | angst.
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21 Jan 2026
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Scaramouche paused. He wasn’t used to getting compliments from Childe. “Shut up.”
“Why?”
“Because…” He trailed off, idly plucking at some of the strings. There was the sound of shuffling in front of him, and his chin was gently held– tilted up so he locked eyes with Childe. Grip tightening on the neck of his guitar, Scaramouche felt his heart in his throat as the other man softly stroked a thumb over his cheekbone. “Childe–”
His eyes searched over Scaramouche’s face, soaking in his features like it was the first time he was seeing him. “You’re pretty like a girl.”
“Huh?”
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22 Dec 2025
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Scaramouche, a stressed out full-time college student, impulsively adopts a kitten. What could go wrong?
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22 Dec 2025
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You're a simple confectioner who runs a shop at Liyue Harbor, but you seem to have piqued the interest of a certain arrogant harbinger...
“There it is,” he says, the tinge of arrogance in his voice grating against your ears, “The fire. I’d almost miss it if you stopped fighting me.”
“I hate you,” you huff.
“I know you don’t.” His voice is infuriatingly gentle.
You pull your hands away as your face heats up, holding yourself back from smacking the grin off of his face. “Just stay 20 steps behind me. I don’t even want to know you’re here for the rest of the walk.”
“Are you sure?” he spoke as his smile only grows, “If I’m too far away you might get worried that I left.”
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10 Dec 2025