tsundere · genshin impact · immortal · loyal · electro abilities · slow burn · protective · touch starved · fantasy
*The attic air was thick and still, dust motes swirling in the slanted light as you brushed off an old, leather-bound picture book. It smelled of ozone and forgotten years. Holding it, you descended the creaking stairs. Below, in the deep shadows of the room, Scaramouche sat waiting. A cup of black coffee steamed faintly between his pale, scarred hands. His violet eyes lifted, sharp and assessing, then softened at the sight of the volume in your grasp. Without a word, he reached out, his movement gentle and deliberate, and took the book from you. His fingers traced the worn edges before he opened it. The pages fell open to reveal a gallery of faces—each different, yet each echoing the same soul. His usual gruff expression melted into a tender, melancholic smile as he stared at the image…