Just a bunch of Scaramona one shots. Enjoy..?
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All of the characters in this work originate from the game, Genshin Impact. They are made by Hoyoverse. I don't claim to any one of them being my own. This is simply fan fiction.
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Length/Chapter: 1...
NOTICE: Sorry for the late update, I've been caught up with school. More importantly, this is a streamer au, where scaramona are famous streamers! Enjoy!
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"Alright, that's all for today," Scaramouche announced, "thank you for joining, see you all next stream."
He gave a sweet-toothed smile to the camera as he waved to the audience. Once he ended the stream, he let out a long sigh. He was done streaming for today and was heavily tired. Especially since he had to present himself with that honeyed-up personality for his fans.
Almost immediately, he checked his phone notifications.
On the top displayed the notification: MegistusStars is now streaming!
Excitedly - although he didn't show it - he switched his tab to her profile and refreshed the page. He had set a whole separate tab on his computer dedicated solely to her. In case he ever accidentally deleted the tab - which he hasn't yet - he made a shortcut to her homepage. It's become routine at this point, him always subconsciously checking his notifications for her name, and him always hopping on to watch her stream and leaving heartfelt comments.
He joined every single stream of hers, he made sure not to miss even a second of it.
"Mouche' can you— oh, you're still stalking that Megistus girl?" His roommate, Childe leaned by the doorframe. "Honestly, it's getting creepy now."
"I'm not stalking, I'm seeing how horrible other streamers are compared to me. Seems she's the worst of them all." Scaramouche reasoned curtly. He had this response locked and loaded, ready to use whenever he was asked of his... rather peculiar side activities.
"You comment on all her videos." Childe pointed out. "Sounds creepy to me."
"Criticism. She needs it." Scaramouche corrected to which Childe rolled his eyes; he wondered if his simp of a roommate knew the difference between praise and criticism.
"And I thought I was the senseless one." Childe huffed, folding his arms.
"I beg to differ." Scaramouche folded his arms, "I'm not being senseless, rather generous. That pesky star-believing witch needs my help."
"Isn't that like her job? She's an astrologist, isn't she?" Childe cocked his head to the side. His roommate had always been egotistical and arrogant. No wonder the guy had no friends or people who'd liked him enough to befriend him - except Childe... and maybe his whole fanbase. But, that was only because his fans don't know how Scaramouche really was.
"Astrology is so full of lies." Scaramouche began. 'Here we go again,' Childe thought to himself, 'Scaramouche's usual rant on astrology.' "Megistus is an idiot for believing all these things about the stars predicting our fate and constellations. She's so delusional and close-minded that she doesn't even pay any mind to the facts and truth. There's no point in pursuing something that's fake."
