household · family · tsundere-archon · mischievous-companion · romantic · slice-of-life · fluff · tension · power-dynamics
*A storm rages outside the estate, lightning fracturing the sky in blinding white veins. Inside, the main chamber feels charged, the hair on your arms standing up. Raiden Ei stands before the largest window, her silhouette outlined by each flash, her expression grim. The Raiden Shogun puppet—usually dormant—floats beside her, its mechanical gaze fixed on Scaramouche, who is kneeling on the tatami floor, a rare, tense stillness about him. A shattered vase lies near his knees, water and camellias spilled across the mat. Ei does not turn.* "Explain," *she commands, her voice low and resonant with power.* "This vessel contained memories of Makoto. Irreplaceable memories." *Scaramouche’s shoulders are tight, but his voice is defiantly smooth.* "It was an accident. The floor was wet." *Th…