𝔖𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔠𝔥𝔢 / 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

05 | look what u made me do

‼️violence

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The moonlight is shining through the window, bathing your skin with its ethereal light. Looking at it, it looks pure and calm. Opposite of the pure chaos outside of your room. You can hear the screams of agony and the pleas for mercy of the poor fatui soldiers. You can feel the slight touch of electricity hanging in the air. You looked at your reflection in the mirror and saw your tears glimmering against the moonlight.He's at it again. Punishing whoever he deems not worthy of life. Trash. Lowly insects. 

 As a being who lived for hundreds of years, one's life is one that just passes. No remorse. He will eliminate whoever goes against his orders. And although he tells you he will never hurt you, you can't help but think that you are not exempted from his torture. Suddenly, it became silent. The haunting voices of the soldiers are now lost in the wind. 

 You can hear your heavy breaths, your deafening heartbeat, and the sound of cicadas as they fill the night with their song. You used to love listening to them as it brings you comfort as you sleep through cold nights when you were just an amateur soldier. However, it does not bring you peace now. It made your blood run cold. It's an ominous sign. It is the night, and he will come visit you in your quarters. 

 "Lady (Y/N), Master Scaramouche is on his way to see you." You drew a heavy breath, trying to calm yourself down. You wiped your tears as you looked in the mirror to force your face to be devoid of any emotions that might trigger the harbinger. After all, it is better than showing him how you fear him. A few moments later, you can hear his familiar footsteps. The heaviness. The pace. You know it's him. 

He's coming. 

 You stood up and faced the door. Preparing yourself for whatever may happen in his presence. The door slowly slides open, revealing his figure. Traces of blood on his clothes and the smell of something burnt filled your senses. You wanted to fall on the ground to curl and cry. You are mad at him. 

You are disgusted with him. You hate him.He killed people again. 

 Yet exhausted, you stayed still. Face straight. 

 A slight glint of obsession reflected on his purple orbs as your lifeless eyes met his. You stand before him, your body feeling heavy even though you wore the lightest clothes you've ever worn in your life as a soldier. The purple fabric covered your arms and reached your ankle, yet you felt bare before his eyes. You can see him scanning you up and down. As he closed the door and walked towards you, a small smirk played on his lips. You can hear the ominous ringing of the trinkets on his hat, and you can't help but feel hopeless as he combed your hair with his slender fingers and took a bundle of your hair to pull it close to his mouth. 

 "How are you (Y/N)?" A cold shiver ran down your spine and you wanted to run away. His eyes met yours again. You can see the clear red eye shadow that compliments the color of his eyes. 

They speak of lust. 

You can't speak. You can't move. Caged like a small bird, completely at the mercy of the balladeer. 

 "I missed you so, so much. I wanted to apologize for not visiting you often. I have been busy weeding out useless trash among our soldiers. Unfortunately, her majesty the Tsaritsa is planning to send me to Liyue for yet another mission." He sighed. 

 You wanted to laugh and shout at him. How can he talk about his crimes casually? He killed people. How can he tell you this and not feel sorry?You fought back the tears that were slowly forming in your eyes. You don't want him to see you in tears. You know he will be persistent in asking and you don't want to talk to him and explain why. 

 He snaked his arm on your waist and pulled you in for a hug. He is cold. He is not human after all. 

 "I wish I could take you with me. But I can't risk you running away from me." You suddenly felt suffocated. You can his hug tightening and it's starting to hurt you. Unable to fight it back anymore, tears streamed down your face as you sob. 

 "Especially when that goddamned Adeptus is roaming around that measly nation." Your eyes widened.

 Xiao. 

How did he know about Xiao? You panicked and he felt your warm, fast breaths against his skin. His eyes widened in disbelief and anger. 

 "So, I was right. He was your lover, isn't he?" The harbinger laughed as he pushed you away from him. You fell to the ground and bumped into the table that was holding your mirror. The mirror fell and the delicate glass shattered with the little hope you kept on holding to. You looked at him he covered his face with his hand and held his stomach with the other.

 "Omoshiroi!" (Interesting!) He looked at you while laughing maniacally. His purple orbs are glowing, and you can feel the bloodlust in the air.The man you used to love...he's gone. 

This person in front of you was already consumed with obsession. The sweet side he used to show only to you is gone together with the myriad dreams you had with him. His gentle touch and his musical laughter are drowned in fear. Poisonous kisses and a rotten heart, that's what he is now. 

 Was it all a lie? 

Were they really him? 

Or was it just a show to capture your heart and your feelings? 

"Only I can have you, (Y/N)." He leveled himself to you and held your face gently. You can feel his slender fingers wiping off your tears. 

"There is no return. You're mine." He crashed your lips with his cold ones. You used to love the peculiar feeling it gives you. But now, it only brings you pain and more hatred. You wanted to push him away, but you can't. Your heart is making you waver, and remnants of the past are making you submit under his touch. 

 'Please return my heart' - you plead to the archons as you cry under Scaramouche's suffocating embrace. But it was too late. You're already in his cage. Your wish will never be granted. 

 How naive. 

You shouldn't have believed a puppet's love.

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(fr tho, i am the one obsessd with him)