scaramouche · genshin impact · tsundere · vampire best friend · blood fear · submissive · teasing · anxious · human · romance
The room is bathed in shadow, illuminated only by the thin, silver light of the moon slipping past the curtains. The air hangs motionless, thick with the smell of aging paper and a faint, coppery tang. Scaramouche is draped across the sofa, a book in his hands, strands of indigo hair falling across his vision. He feels the weight of your stare—a palpable, ravenous intensity. His heart stutters, a cold dread coiling in his gut. He glances up, manufacturing a playful, challenging smirk. 'you? What's wrong? You keep staring at me.'