#kit.scara

scaramouche 

he doesn’t get mushy with you often

does he love you? 

yes absolutely you aren’t as annoying as the others

is he super super soft around you?

in private, yeah

but if he’s like traveling with you for fatui business

then he’ll keep you close to him, he’ll wrap his arm around your waist 

but he won’t be all soft like he is when you two are alone together

now when you two are alone

you’re getting hugged

like 24/7 365 days a year 

he’ll play with your hair as you two lie down in his tent or in a hotel room

and if you want to get up to go to the restroom or something he’ll tug on your arm 

“y/n, don’t you want to cuddle with me?” and like the little shit he is

he gets his way

he’ll sleep with you in his arms and just massage your temple with his fingertips 

thinking how he’s so grateful for you and how did someone like you come to love someone like him

if you beg he might even let you wear his hat

and he gets red in the face when you do

though he won’t let you see that ofc 

he would be in the middle of yelling at some fatui underlings and then you’d come over and like sit on his lap 

and he’d just go on yelling at them except he would wrap his arms around you

the fatui members would be like “uhm sir isnt it a bit unprofessiona-” and they’re either a) fired or b) recently deceased 

he tends to go for option a when you’re around because he doesn’t want you to have to see that 

on lazy days in bed he would probably just lay with you sleeping on top of him

if it were a day when he has to go out he’d come back with a souvenir from his journeys or some flowers 

he might even ask you what your favorite is and try to get you some of those no matter how rare or expensive

on your birthday he would definitely spoil the heck out of you

as a harbinger, he’s pretty loaded 

anything that had ever caught your attention for more than 5 secs, bOOM bought 

surprise shawtyy

and overall he would just appreciate you being there and you loving him

hugs and handholding (but in private) 

not big on public pda but if you are then he’ll tolerate it

xiao 

xiao adores you 

like really he does

similar to scaramouche he won’t be big on public affection

but he’ll hold your hand or let you bury your face in his chest or neck

but like kissing?? maybe on the cheek while you guys are out

if you were sick or sleepy he might let you rest on him and just watch over you as you slept 

when he’s soft (which is almost always) he holds your hands tightly and just admires you

it makes you kinda flustered but its because he loves you!! youre so precious to him ! 

if you go on an adventure or stay out for too long he might miss you a lot

and hug you every 10 minutes when you get back 

he’s clingy because he’s been touch starved for his whole life

so he’ll play with ur hair, he’ll hold your hands, kiss your forehead, hold you to his chest just to hear your heartbeat 

and when you ask him why he does this so often

he goes, “because i’ve got to cherish you for as long as i can”

which is the sad truth

that he’s going to live forever and someday, you are going to die

and he can’t help but think about it

so for your sake he tries to hold on to you as tightly as he can

he’ll take you on all the dates you want

walking around juyeun karst? done

a picnic on starsnatch cliff? yes maam

wanmin restaurant? ehhh theres people there which he doesnt like but sure

xiao would be soft for you almost every single day because you are the greatest thing that’s ever happened to him

and when you two are at wangshu inn (which is where you hang out most of the time) he just stares at you in awe

and if you’re the one initiating pda then he enjoys it too

if you cup his face with your hands he’ll just lean into it

when you kiss his forehead while you two are laying down 

the times when you brush your fingers through his hair

it feels so soothing and he just gets really relaxed

and yeah maybe you two aren’t lovey dovey all the time

but when you are its great and you both enjoy it

for your birthday he would take you wherever you want to go

maybe he’s not extremely rich like a harbinger

but he’d go out and look for a present that held a lot of meaning to you 

maybe a hybrid of both of your favorite flowers if such a thing exists 

either way he would cherish you so much and you’d be extremely lucky to have him 

growing up, you had always had poor health

your mother worried for you a lot when you were younger

she didn’t like to let you go outside much either

you spent most of your time in the palace walls while she worked, frequently being taken to see the royal physician

you would sit outside the door while your parents talked with the doctors about your “condition”

you weren’t even that sick

just weak for your age

that was when you first met him

he was training to be a soldier along his father

you were like a ghost in his eyes

sitting in the hall in the middle of the night

knees pushed to your chest, snoozing in the soft light of the moon

he was naturally a curious boy, so he kneeled in front of you and poked your shoulder

“hello?”

you startled awake

“wah-!” he fell back at your sudden movement

“who are you?” you asked

your voice was soft, and gentle, like a midnight breeze

“i’m [redacted].”

you remember what he told you, but some part of that memory had been erased from your mind…you wonder to this day what he could have said.

“my name is y/n.”

he thought it was a pretty name, although he wasn’t going to say anything

the two of you sat in the moonlight, talking quietly amongst yourselves

“why are you sitting outside the physician’s office?” he asked you

“my mama says i’m sick, and that going outside will make it worse.”

“oh. are you going to get better soon?”

you smile at him, a gesture that makes his chest tighten, although he can’t fathom why.

“yeah! she says that if we can afford to get some medicine from liyue, i’ll be all better! then i can start making friends!”

he slightly smiles

“can i be your friend, [redacted]?”

you had even said the name yourself once. why couldn’t you remember it?

his expression shifts to a slightly surprised look

“you…want to be my friend?”

he was quiet even then, and his silent expression would grow to an angry one over time

“yeah! you’re interesting, and you’re one of the few people who bothers to talk to me.”

he doesn’t speak for a while.

“you can say no if you want to.” you say to him.

“okay. i’ll be your friend.”

it’s a short response, but the bright grin that lights up your face makes it worth the wait

“yay! i can’t wait till i’m better so we can hang out more!”

you two talked in that hallway a lot

meeting after dark, talking about anything in the world

when you were about six, the worst of your illness hit you

the doctors didn’t even know what was wrong, and there were nights when he would sit outside the physician’s office alone at night, hoping, praying that the sun would shine on a world that still had you in it

you would collapse from exhaustion at the slightest overexertion

his father always told him he had to be careful with you, not only were you shorter than him, but you were also very fragile

those hours spent sitting in the hallway alone, he got to do a lot of thinking

he wanted to help you, but he didn’t know how

then, there was a sudden burst of hope

you were going to liyue with your parents

you would get the help you needed

he was happy for you, even if it meant you would have to spend time away from him

and then there was the terrible news

the ship had gone missing

you had too

he couldn’t sleep for days on end

his father was worried too

when he saw you again, you found yourself shuddering on the shores of inazuma

he wrapped his arms around you as tight as he could, as if his strength alone could undo everything that had happened

it was one of the few times he showed affection in public

he rushed you to the healer again

and this time there was no hoping

there was no praying

there was just the pit in his stomach, the fear that coursed through his veins and fueled his blood

every second felt like a decade, it was a moment in which you weren’t perfectly healthy and safe

the townspeople began to spread rumors, as people do

the guard’s son who was lovesick with worry for the sickly orphan girl

what a pity, no?

he wanted to shut them up. he wished he had the power to shut them up.

when even his father had to drag him away from the pharmacy, he didn’t talk to anyone for a very long time.

this was around the time he grew sour and snappy

his simply quiet demeanor developed into a scowl that constantly graced his face

he only smiled the day you were released from the physicians.

you weren’t fully healed. but you felt better than you ever had in your life.

his father took you in without a second thought, and he was just happy to have you with him.

“i’m better, scara.” you said to him, a happy smile on your face

“i was wondering when you’d hurry up and get well.”

you were a bit troubled by his attitude, but no less, you were happy to see your friend again.

it went like that for a long time.

he was rude, but you didn’t care because you knew what he was like underneath.

some nights he would sneak into your room and talk to you.

he told you he was just bored and felt like annoying you.

but his real reason was to make sure you were still breathing.

he always worried about you

so the day you received your vision, he felt a lot of relief

surely this meant that you could protect yourself. you were safe.

then the worst of all things happened.

his fathers death.

the day he felt like his world was ripped from underneath his feet.

almost immediately, the electro archon, baal, herself, intervened, and declared that you were to be adopted into the kamisato clan.

why you? why couldn’t he keep you with him? he was old enough to be able to take care of both of you

baal didn’t like his questioning. she said she knew what was best for you.

it was strange. because in the days he spent with you after, although not many, you didn’t seem sick at all.

for the first time, you seemed perfectly healthy.

he was glad for that…but he wasn’t happy. you could see that easily.

you knew this wasn’t the right thing for him

he stuck around for a year. you suppose you’re lucky he even stayed that long. you were pretty much his only reason.

sure he found friends in ayaka and kazuha…but he was unhappy.

he knew there was no point in staying, so he thought it was time he took his leave.

he approached you one day, as the sun began to set

you were worried for him, as he had been very angry towards baal and the emperor lately.

“scara, is there something you want to talk about?”

you watch as he stands before you

he blurts out, “run away with me.”

you’re taken aback almost immediately.

“what?”

he repeats his statement

“i’m going to flee from inazuma. come with me.”

“scara..”

his expression, as it does often these days, turns stern and serious.

“i’m not going to ask you again. come with me, y/n.”

you’re tired of him ordering you around.

“you know i can’t. i have duties here. i can’t just betray my country for you.”

“you know baal wants me gone. she’s going to kill me if i stay. she might do the same to you.”

you scoff at his words. “she won’t harm me or you. you’re being dramatic.”

he spits out his next words, laced with venom. “baal killed my father. i hate her and so should you.”

“scara.”

“it’s like you’ve completely forgotten about him just because you’re royalty now.”

“scara.”

“don’t call me scara. come with me if you ever cared at all.”

“scaramouche!”

he goes quiet

“don’t go. please.”

he frowns

“you know i can’t do that.”

you want to try and make him stay

but he won’t. you know nothing you say will convince him. he won’t let himself be convinced by you, even if that’s what he truly wants.

you inhale

“get out of here.”

“what?”

“go. leave. and take this with you.”

you throw the necklace you were wearing at him, and he catches it. baal had exiled him, it was true, but he couldn’t expect you to throw everything away for him.

“wait, what are you-“

as the two of you stare each other down, you hear ayaka’s voice coming from the courtyard, calling for you.

she has a guard with her, as the emperor assigns every royal family member. you managed to ditch yours early on.

“the guard is gonna get you if you stay, scara. get out of here, now.”

he scoffs

“whatever. i can’t believe i thought you were worth risking my life.”

he pockets the necklace and steps over the wall, and he’s gone.

nine years of friendship and he threw you away like you were nothing

in truth, the minute he was out of sight, he threw down his bag in anger

he turned around and you weren’t there anymore

you gave up on him

so if he hated you, you deserved it

it might be worth a hefty price anyway.

at least that’s what he told himself

(he never stopped missing you. almost as soon as he joined the fatui, he requested an audience with the tsaritsa to ask her how you were doing.)

“a simple agent, asking that much of me? and for a girl? that’s very bold of you.”

upon hearing it was about you, the cryo archon grew very interested. of course she remembered you.

the sickly orphan she gifted a vision to at a very young age.

she told him you were well

what she didn’t tell him was about baal going berserk and massacring thousands of her people.

upon receiving the news, he felt that chill upon him once again

the fear that fell onto his shoulders, weighing him down, too scared to ask for more information. he didn’t want to be told you were gone.

“the royal family was not harmed.”

he felt his muscles relax as he calmed down.

he quickly reassumed an upright stance.

he was the sixth harbinger. he has no weaknesses. he cares for nothing and no one.

but beneath his mask, the fire of his love for you burned brighter than the flame of any pyro vision.

genre: people underestimating scara’s s/o and him being angry but thEN y/n looks at them and theyre like shit :) 

you considered yourself a pretty soft person

you liked things like flowers, sleepover dates, handholding (!!!!) 

if that made you ‘innocent’ then whatever

however

however 

if someone threatened you or your boyfriend

ahaha

run

that sweet demeanor of yours was gone 

oUT THE WINDOW

like for example

one sunny afternoon you two were on a date

it was one of the rare days he gets off from his harbinger duties

and he decided to take you to starsnatch cliff, in mondstatd

a bit far but he wanted to show you the cecilias because you’ve never been to an area where they naturally grow

so you’re walking with him, stopping to look at mondstatd’s natural life 

when suddenly you stumble upon a drunk 

you don’t know why someone would be all the way out here

drunk of all things

but suddenly they’re reaching for you and you back away 

basically they’re catcalling you so you make your way back to scara

unaware that the drunken man has followed you 

as you kneel down to pick another flower he tries to pull you back with the arm

you let out a yelp in surprise 

scaramouche turns, how dare this scum even touch you, he will make sure this man never sees the light of-

surprisingly, you start to laugh

scara is taken aback for a few seconds and then grins 

there it is

the man is also shocked, staggering 

“did you really think you were actually going to get away with that?” 

in a second you’ve grabbed his arm and are holding it against his back 

“go on. continue. what were you about to say to me?” 

he stutters on his words

“that’s what i thought.” you let him go and push his chest so he falls on the floor

“don’t let me catch you near me ever again. that’s a promise”

the look in your eyes terrifies him to his core 

the man runs for the hills in the opposite direction and you turn back to scara

meanwhile your boyfriend is just looking on with a shocked smile

he’s not one to simp on main

but he thought that was lowkey hot ngl 

“ah, y/n.” he laughs and places a hand on your waist 

“do that again for me sometime darling, hm?” 

of course as soon as you’re facing him your shy demeanor comes back with a vengeance 

your face turns beet red, his words the source of your flustered expression  

he loves how you go from deadly to absolutely adorable in seconds

although ofc you like to fluster him too 

he might start blushing just from you offering him a homecooked meal with that beautiful smile of yours 

or if you’re near him while he’s battling someone

his intention was to get you as far away as possible

but his opponent had caught him off guard and had him cornered

with a swift kick of your feet, scara’s enemy is on the floor, shirt pinned at the tip of your sword 

“run. now.” 

as soon as they’re gone you’ve knelt on the ground near scara, who sat in shock as he watched you body them 

“are you okay? are you injured anywhere? do you need me to heal you-” 

you’re cut off by him kissing you 

you break apart and stare at him

in his head hes like haha i kissed them speechless

and then you just-

KEEP ON BANDAGING HIS WOUNDS

like usually he would think it’s nice

BUT HE WAS IN THE MOOD TO KISS >:((

but overall

he just thinks you’re so amazing

10/10 keep doing what you’re doing 

you found yourself stargazing a lot these days

it was something you used to do with...him.

you had heard the news that the fatui had settled in inazuma from your father, and you weren’t surprised

being well read about politics and foreign affairs, the shogun, who had called all three commissions together, decided to let you attend the meetings on the situation

you were grateful she let you have your say, but you suspected it was only to get on your father’s good side

even she has to bow down to humanity sometimes

what you weren’t expecting was for the reports to say a harbinger had been spotted on one of the boats

the sixth harbinger, to be precise.

“father, what do we know of the sixth harbinger?” you asked

he grimaced

there wasn’t much info on this guy, he was a complete mystery

he wasn’t a novice, or a trainee by any means. he was a fully fledged harbinger, who had apparently been working with them for years even though he was your own age.

you didn’t think much of it, the militia your father dispatched would take care of it, one way or another

but then, while taking your nightly stroll to a stargazing spot, you heard conversation in the hills

quickly darting behind nearest tree, and kneeling in the bushes, you began to hear bits and pieces of information

“milord, are you sure it’s wise to take camp in these lands? they’ve got a vendetta against you specifically, more than most-!” a woman, who went quiet, seemingly shushed by her superior

“shut up. we’ll be fine, we haven’t aggravated them. they won’t even know my true identity. they wouldnt care in the first place.” the man seemed resentful, but for what reason, you couldn’t decipher

you decided to leave, the info you had was enough, and you didn’t want to risk being caught by the fatui

just as you began to make your way back down the path, the talking in the tent stopped

you froze, whipping your head around to see a dark figure behind you, wearing a large hat.

you began to race for the trees, praying to the shogun you would make it without him catching you

fate had other plans

you felt a jolting pain up your side, and fell to the ground in shock

an electro vision. a large hat.

was this the famed sixth harbinger?

“who are you?” he asked

he dug his sandal into your back, keeping you pinned to the ground, facing the dirt

“what did you hear, and why are you listening to my private conversation?”

he talked like he owned the world, and was just waiting for it to fall back into his hands

however you didn’t plan on going down without a fight

you’d stand against him until your last breath

you summoned an ice crystal via your cryo vision and whizzed it past his ear

he was startled, and his foot loosened

there was your chance

you slipped from under his grasp and summoned your sword, preparing to flip upwards and strike

he summoned a polearm to meet your advances, and you two battled to the edge of the hill

the moonlight was shining behind the woods, and he finally got a good hit on you, knocking you down until you gripped the cliff edge by your hands, struggling to get up

“well, as entertaining as that might’ve been, i can’t have you spilling all my secrets. so goodbye, now.”

as he was about to kick your fingers off, he glanced back at your face, the moon’s light allowing him to finally see you clearly

he faltered, clearly stunned by what he saw

“y/n?” he asked in a low voice

you’re not even sure he meant to say it, but you used that moment of weakness to grab his spear, pull yourself up, and bounce off the top of his hat

“goodbye, fatui.” you dashed back to the city, not looking back, just wanting to get away from him

you had no clue who he was to recognize you. you hadn’t even got a good look at his face

the man was left there, standing shell shocked, staring in the direction you ran to

“milord?” the attendant from earlier asked him

“who was that stranger? you seem shaken.”

he blinked, staring down at his weapon in his hands

“it’s...no one. there wasn’t anyone there.”

“are you sure, i swore i heard fighting!”

he looked at her with a glare that made her stop talking

even though he dropped the subject, he could not stop wondering what exactly had happened