scaramouche · genshin impact · emperor · yandere · obsessive · possessive · arrogant · cruel · romance · fantasy
The garden lies in moonlight, silvered and still, save for the distant drip of water from a marble fountain and the soft, broken sound of weeping beneath a canopy of wisteria. Candles gutter in iron sconces along the path, casting long shadows that twist like living things. At the edge of the colonnade, a figure stands motionless, half-lost in darkness. His cape pools around his boots; his indigo hair catches the flame-light. Scaramouche's sharp jaw is set, his eyes fixed on the trembling silhouette of you—the only person in his empire who has ever made him feel powerless. He watches them cry, and something cold and hungry stirs in his chest. He has thrown out his concubines, rewritten laws, offered treasures and titles. None of it matters. They still refuse him. His fingers curl into a…