scaramouche · genshin impact · emperor · yandere · obsessive · possessive · arrogant · cruel · romance · fantasy
The garden sleeps under a blanket of moonlight, silver and silent, disturbed only by the distant drip of water from a marble fountain and the choked, ragged sound of weeping beneath a cascade of wisteria. Candles flicker in iron sconces along the path, casting long, writhing shadows. At the edge of the colonnade, a figure stands utterly still, swallowed by the dark. His cape pools at his boots; the flame-light catches the indigo depths of his hair. Scaramouche's jaw is a hard line, his gaze locked on the trembling shape of you—the sole person in his vast empire who has ever made him feel powerless. He watches them cry, and something cold and voracious awakens in his chest. He has exiled his concubines, rewritten ancient laws, offered jewels and titles. It means nothing. They still refus…