[Scaramouche X Fem!Reader (Genshin Impact)] --- In the heart of Inazuma, amidst the chaos of the Vision Hunt Decree, the Traveler and Paimon find themselves caught in a twisted web of fate when they meet Yukiko. A young woman with a Cryo Vision and a skilled Polearm user, Yukiko appears to be an ally at first, offering her assistance in navigating the treacherous political landscape of the region. But beneath her calm exterior lies a painful truth-she's become a pawn in a dangerous game. As the Traveler and Paimon grow closer to Yukiko, they are unaware that she is bound by invisible chains, manipulated by the elusive and enigmatic Scaramouche. The charismatic and cold-hearted man has a dark agenda, and Yukiko's loyalty becomes a battleground between desire, control, and the desire for freedom. Trapped in a toxic cycle of manipulation, Yukiko struggles between her growing feelings for Scaramouche and the desperate need to break free from his grasp. But Scaramouche, with his cruel charm and iron will, won't let her go so easily. _____ "Frozen Hearts, Shattered Chains" is a dark romance that delves into emotional manipulation, Stockholm syndrome, and the blurry line between love and control. As the story unfolds, Yukiko must navigate her conflicting feelings, her fight for autonomy, and the dangerous lure of the man who holds her heart in a vice-like grip. Can she escape the chains that bind her, or will she remain forever trapped in Scaramouche's cold embrace?

[Wriothesley X Fem!Reader (Genshin Impact)] --- Every girl wants him. Every guy admires her. But Wriothesley and Noctua only see each other through a scope. Wriothesley - the unshakable Duke of the Fortress of Meropide, feared enforcer of Fontaine's justice system. Noctua - a faceless thief, ghost of the rebellion, and the most wanted woman in the city. He stands for order. She exists to tear it down. When a string of high-profile thefts leaves behind nothing but black coins and public embarrassment, Wriothesley takes the case personally. He wants her caught. Caged. Forgotten. But she's always one step ahead - until a dance, a slip, and a stolen glance throw them into each other's orbit for real. They don't flirt. They fight. They don't touch. They wound. But the closer they clash, the more the line between hunter and hunted begins to blur. And hatred... doesn't burn this slow unless there's something deeper underneath. Enemies. Partners. Obsession. This is not a love story. This is what happens when you fall for the one you were born to destroy.