we have a Spotify now, everyonee! link is down in the reply section ♡ anywaaay, 彡 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒔! 00:00 - 5:39 | bad romance, lady gaga (jamie clayton guitar cover) 5:40 - 9:34 | teeth, 5sos 9:35 - 13:09 | love & war, yellow claw g-funk remix ft. yade lauren 13:10 - 16:30 | LSD, omido 16:31 - 21:39 | bad idea, ariana grande 21:40 - 24:20 | who do you want, ex habit 24:21 - 28:53 | killshot, magdalena bay 28:54 - 33:18 | dress, taylor swift 
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" If they've struck you....I will gift you their hands If they've kicked you.... I will gift you their legs If they've spat at you, cursed you.... I will gift you their tounges embellished with arsenic If they've glanced at you indecently....I will gouge their eyes out and turn them into ornaments When their remarks burn, tell me, I will set them ablaze When they've made tears bound from your eyes, tell me, I will truly give them a reason for tears When they've shattered your heart, tell me, I will rip theirs out of their chest If they've done anything that might dissatisfy you, even just a bit Tell me, for I will carry karma to their doorstep and they will NEVER wound you again. Ask me for anything and it will be yours For you, if you request it of me, I would bring the world to its knees You know this well So... Tell me who hurt you, Iand 'll make them pay." Me who is writing this instead of actually working on an essay I have due next week: 🙃

POV TIME: (Kinda bad) You gave your everything fighting the army of 100 and managing to kill almost half of them all by yourself. After fighting for hours you barely had managed to stand still. This was your limit. White spots were scattered all across your vision field. ‘Shit! Not yet!’ you thought. ‘The invincible? Isn’t that what they called you?’ Laughed the person mocking you. ‘Well too bad, this is the end of you!’ ‘This is the start of my era!’ They were supposed to be your allies but they were too greedy for that. Money is all they ever wanted whether it was legally or illegally. ‘You will pay for this! better start counting your days!’ ‘Oh? And who is gonna make me pay for this? Hmm?’ Your biggest mistake is that you trusted these bastards. ‘You fucking traitor!’ ‘You will pay for this! Mark my words!’ You had been pierced in the chest with a knife. The blood was flowing steadily making you weaker each minute. You were now kneeling on the ground with your almost jelly like wobbly legs,unable to stand,Until they gave up. From a distance pair of footsteps could be heared nearing the room you were in. Getting louder and louder every second. The person and his so called little army of men were alarmed and they steadied their weapons. The door slammed open. ‘Scaramouche’ your enemy of years. He made your blood boil just with his words. He was good at everything unlike you and he very much liked to rub the fact on your face. But lately you had been starting to catch feelings for him.He was both smart and attractive. You did not want these feelings as you knew it was never possible for you two to get along and this made you feel more irritated about him. You weren’t sure about whether you really despised him or not. His eyes widened as he saw the scene unfold infront of him.Dead bodies and blood all over the room. ‘What the fuck happened here!’ He shouted. He looked at the people infront of him and then at you. He approached you till he was close enough to see your miserable condition. He held you in his arms so your upper body was upright as he put some pressure on your wound to slow down the bleeding. His eyes were burning with anger. He was beyond furious. The room was silent. No one dared to speak.The tension and pressure in the air was immense. He locked his eyes with you. ‘Who did this-Tell me who hurt you!’ He spoke sharply,words full of rage. You could feel his anger. You gasped for air but that barely helped you. Not being able to speak much, you stared him and then moved your eyes towards the people in the room. As he followed your gaze his grip on you tightened. He got up and looked at the people,throwing a sharp glare toward them, his eyes turning red. ‘ So do you have any last wishes?’ *********** This was my first time writing a pov so yeah💁🏻‍♀️ Apologies for any error as it’s almost 2:00am here and I’m half asleep lol

The sky hastily darkened as you swung your sword, body covered in a sheen of sweat. Your frantic movements were met with elegant deflections by a pale man, strands of blue hair effortlessly falling over his face. Scaramouche, sixth of the Fatui Harbingers raised his eyebrow, a smirk playing on his face. “Oh my, that was atrocious, Traveller.” He chuckled, running his fingers through his hair “Don’t tell me you’ve grown weak?” He ran towards you, and kicked you in the chest, sending you flying against a wall but your grip on your sword was firm and unrelenting. “You wish, Scaramouche. Now, why don’t you go running back to the Fatui?” Scaramouche gritted his teeth before trapping you between his arms, electricity crackling around him. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you right here.” “I don’t need your mercy, Harbinger.” You hissed through your clenched jaw He leaned in closer, eyes glancing at your lips and the dark bruises that littered your crossbones as he uttered “Then why do you keep coming back for more? Either kill me or let me sully my hands with your blood.” You slammed the hilt of your sword against his face, sending him reeling back. “Maybe you should stop hesitating because I assure you, I will kill you.” Scaramouche grinned, wiping the blood that ran down his face. “Admit it Y/N, you’re addicted to me. You love the thrill of us having our lives in each others hands.” You opened your mouth to quip back, but before you could get the words out of your mouth, your knees buckled and you fell onto the ground; breathing short and weak. Scaramouche dashed towards you, concern filling his features as he grabbed your feeble body, holding you in his arms. You tried to push away yet your strength failed you. “Go on, kill me.” You muttered, eyes glancing towards the heavens. Scaramouche’s pale skin was lit up by the moonlight as he sighed. “I can’t.” “Don’t tell me you’re growing soft.” “I don’t know.” The moon was the only witness of these sworn enemies on warring sides caught in the web of their lies and passion in each others arms. Scaramouche ran his hands across your bruises and you winced. “Who did this to you?” He growled as he grabbed your face, bringing you closer to him until mere inches were left between you both. “I’ll make them pay.” “Why the hell do you care so much?” You groaned His eyes shone with something akin to a loving warmth. “Because you make me feel alive, Traveler.” EDIT : After seeing how much you all love this, I’m considering making this into a proper fanfic. You can check it out on my tumblr account “the jibooty” and read my other works too. I’m glad that what I posted just for fun was somehow enjoyable for you.

"You belong to me now, I'll protect you. Tell me who hurt you and I'll give you their throats."

well here we go. gn reader You had come here with the rest of the adventurers sent on this commission. The ruins were old and falling apart, and you were all sent to deal with a Khaenrian ruin guard who had been dormant for a few hundred years. Supposedly it held some kind of ancient technology that could possibly give the secret to controlling the ruin guards. At least, that’s what the commissioner had said… Otherwise, there wasn’t much information. As you and your team were investigating the area, whirring sounds were heard from a far corner in the room of piled stone bricks. The ruin guard awakened and stood taller than any guard you’d ever seen. A trap, from the Fatui most likely. You should’ve been more guarded. You took out your weapon, preparing to fight it, only to hear footsteps fading into the distance. You turned to see your team running in the opposite direction, not bothering to check if you followed. “Damnit, where are you all going?! We still have the commission to finish.” You yelled, as they ignored you and kept running. The ruin guard came closer, the pipes on its’ back heating up as it prepared to shoot missiles. “I thought I could trust you all! Please, just come back-!” You knew you couldn’t take this thing on alone, yet you still hesitated. You never left a commission unfinished, and that was the main reason you earned so much. If you failed this, your reputation could go down and- You didn’t have much longer to contemplate your options. A blaring boom sound came from the ruin guard as fiery missiles shot in your direction. There were about… twenty at one time? Much more than any normal ruin guard. This had to have been specially made… but that wasn’t important. You rolled to the side, narrowly dodging most of them, though the explosion of one managed to burn your shoulder. You backed away, putting your weapon away and deciding to run. You’d have to report your teammates later. You ran through the twisting halls of the ruin, retracing the steps to get in. As fast as you thought you were going, you couldn’t lose the ruin guard. It’s almost as if it were chasing you. You spotted the entrance gate in the distance, the lever controlling it on the wall beside it. You ran faster, dread running through your veins as the ruin guard made more whirring sounds, sending another round of missiles your way. You pulled the lever down as you ran through the gate, hearing the missiles hitting the ground just behind you. A searing pain shot through your foot, and you realized you’d been hit. You fell to the ground just outside the gate as it closed, the ruin guard shutting down again. You lay there, your ankle bleeding extensively, as you tried to process the situation. First, the commission was a trap, then your teammates abandoned you, and now not only have you failed the commission but you were injured and rapidly bleeding out as well. Would you even make it back to the adventurer’s guild to report those scumbags? The grass in front of you got blurry, the sky seeming to darken as the pain started to overtake your consciousness. Just before you faded away, you heard the faint jingling of bells. When you opened your eyes, you were laying on your side. There was just the other empty side of the bed. Which, speaking of, looked oddly extravagant for your taste. You rolled over on your back, trying to remember what happened. You heard the scribbling of a pen on paper on the other side of the room. “Look who’s awake.” A monotone and painfully familiar voice spoke out. His voice echoed across the marble floor and walls of the bedroom fit for royalty, somehow making him sound more intimidating than usual. You tried to sit up from your position, suddenly aware of how vulnerable you were here until a burning pain erupted in your ankle. You sucked a breath through your teeth, hissing in pain as you tried to move your foot. You couldn’t as it seemed to be in a sort of cast. “Sometimes I forget how pathetically stubborn you are. Stay still, your fucking foot nearly got blasted to smithereens.” He sneered, standing up from his desk and walking over to where you lay. “Why am I here? Last I remember, you were trying to kill me. Well, here’s your grand opportunity.” You glared at him, slightly shifting yourself further away from him. He returned your glare. “Tch, shouldn’t you be grateful I saved you in the first place? I mean really, I thought you were a bit more competent than to be injured by a ruin guard. I’m only saving you from a pathetic death such as that, so you can go out by my own hand next time.” “Please, I would have been able to handle that thing just fine had my idiot teammates not run off.” You huffed, looking straight ahead instead of at him. He seemed to hesitate once you said that. “I’m sorry, *what?* ” You could’ve sworn his voice dropped two octaves. A shiver went up your spine. “Do I really have to repeat myself? What would you gain out of knowing what happened back there anyway?” You crossed your arms over your chest. He leaned over you and cupped your chin in his hand, making you look up at him. You felt yourself shrink back into the blankets slightly. He gave an annoyed smile at that. “It’s none of your business what I gain by knowing. Now tell me.” Considering your foot was still injured, you couldn’t exactly refuse and leave. He would keep annoying you and asking until you answered, so inevitably, “We had an anonymous commission there to investigate the dormant ruin guard. When we got there it booted up and started attacking. I was going to fight it off with help from my team, but when I turned around, they ran off. I begged them to stay but they didn’t, so I had to escape for myself.” You summarized, watching his expression darken with each word. A long, almost awkward silence stretched as he kept looming over you. He didn’t let go of your face either, so you felt your cheeks warm up from the tension. ‘Ah, no stop thinking like that.. Stop it…’ You reprimanded yourself in your head. He seemed to notice how hot your face was getting, as he snapped out of whatever trance he was in and seemed to study your face. A threatening smile seemed to slowly grow on his face as a plan formed in his head. “I’ll fucking kill them.” He said suddenly, letting go of your face and turning for the door. “What-? You can’t just kill them- hey, wait!” You called after him, helpless as your ankle still burned with pain. He stops in his tracks, staring at the ground. “You seem to be mistaken…” He says slowly, turning his head to the side to look back at you. *”I will do what I want.”* He walks towards you again, putting a hand around your neck, although he didn’t squeeze. He propped his other arm beside your head, caging you in. Your face went red again. *”I am the only one who gets to hear you beg.”* He said, his voice low and quiet again. You felt your face go even hotter than before, and he smiled in satisfaction at your reaction. To your disappointment, he backed off again and went back towards the door. “I’ll return later tonight. Probably covered in blood, but at least it won’t be mine.” He promised, before exiting his room and locking the door, leaving you safe and comfy in his still way-too-extravagant bed. You were still too stunned to call out to stop him, so instead you just buried your face in a pillow and screamed. Since when was his voice so deep and silky? Since when was he so intimidating and fucking hot? Since when did you even think of him in this way? You felt your cheeks slowly stop burning as you calmed down, contemplating how you even ended up here. Eventually, you drifted off to sleep and decided that whatever happens at this point, happens. Much later into the night, a silhouette appeared in the doorway before slowly and quietly closing it to not disturb the person sleeping. Water could be heard in the bathroom as they cleaned themselves off. Then slowly, they walked towards the bed, almost smiling at how comfortable the person had made themselves. A large hat was hung on a hook on the wall as they crawled into bed beside them, cuddling the sleeping person in their arms like they were the last precious thing in the world. They had to make sure the person never found out about this, so they’d have to be sure to wake up early the next day…

Discovered: The POV breeding zone for hot 2D Men.

A bit late, but here I am. (not gendered) Fixing yourself up after a fight is a lot of things, but pleasant. *Betrayed, beaten and exhausted* was all you were. After all those months of travelling with *them* it all fell apart. Even though you all had the same main goal, the three of them imagined it differently. An infamous treasure - gems, knowledge, power - all in one. You wanted to share it with them. They all wanted it to themselves. They agreed on getting rid of you first, later well... each other, but that's their problem to figure out. The treasure was heavily guarded, you were *exhausted* after the long fight. Bruises and cuts all over your body. Barely turning to your team, you already received punches, kicks and stabbing attempts. *Beaten* but you managed to get away. Sitting under one of the forest's trees, head spinning, vision blurring it was difficult to clean your wounds. - Would you look at that, who am I seeing? - a painfully familiar voice asked. - Get lost Harbinger, I'm not in the mood for your sneer. Turning your head to the side, you saw his silhouette, walking closer to you. You didn't see his face, he had his gaze fixated on the ground he walked on. He had a bloodthirsty aura around him. Oh no, not now. - What a whiny baby you are Y/N. What happened, your little team sent you away? - Something like that. A malicious laugh erupted from him. Why did he have to be such a prick? He was inteligent and beautiful, but his personality ruined the picture. Why did you have to develop feelings for *him* of all people? Still chuckling, he slowly started to tilt his head upwards. When his eyes found your form he stopped in his track, his laugh died off, like it never happened. He understood what happened to you. They *betrayed* you. Firstly his breath hitched slightly, then it started to get out of control. His aura only got worse. With twitching eyes, hands forced into shaking fists, he marched up to you. Without a word he took the cloth from your hand and cleaned your wounds himself. After he was done he firmly cupped your face into his hands. - Where are they now? - his voice dropped significantly, making you shiver. - No idea, but they can't be too far away. Why are you even asking, do you want to congratulate to them, or what? He unexpectedly pulled your face closer to his. His anger and bloodthirst was visible. - Do I look like I'm content with what they did?! Oh no, no, I'm about to tear them to *shreds.* - Why? You're trying to end me for years now, what's holding you back now? - You really want to know, huh? What about I show it to you, hm? - What do you mea- Before you could finish your question, he slammed his lips against yours. His kiss was demanding, needy and hungry for so much more of you. After parting for air, he lifted you up into his arms and took you away from there. The Fatui agents had suprised looks on their faces when their superior carried an unconsious stranger in his arms, right back into *his* tent. After he made sure you were alright, he gave a small kiss to your forehead before leaving. After all, he had 3 clueless idiots to get rid of for hurting *his* sweetheart.

Hm, been a long time since I did this, but even if the video is a little older it inspired me. Pov from traveler perspective non gendered ___ It wasn't even your commission but somehow you always seemed to happen across these situations. Another ruin delving team had balked near the beginning of the tomb and left behind some items they'd thought would help. Sadly, you were so invested on helping the guild that you didn't even consider it being a trap. The doors to the desert ruin had slammed shut once you were inside, leaving you searching for another way out. Countless groups of treasure hoarders with some Fatui backup seemed to be around each hall, sometimes interspersed with the regular fare of monsters and abyss order mages. It had to have been at least a whole day and night of searching, fighting, disarming traps and gathering up any supplies you could carry to use on your injuries when you took a break. Despite everything, now you were faced with the exit, absolutely swarming with Fatui. There wasn't a way out except through them, and it seemed the head of the little operation was also out in the group, dressed differently than the rest. They didn't exude the sort of aura of the Harbingers you'd met so far, so maybe rushing the door was the best option. Well, it was the only option. Sadly, that's exactly what they'd expected. They crowded the exit and shut the gate, guarding the switch out. Despite the other aches and pains, you started wearing down their numbers, keeping on the move and throwing everything you had at them, even throwing their own supply boxes around to surprise and stun them as you went. But now, it was still down to a 5 on one fight and you hurt, everywhere. Cuts, bruises down to the bone, scrapes, burns all littered your skin. Your sword arm was growing weak, but still you had to keep going. They at least didn't expect you to keep going in the state you were in, knocking one of their fire torches over and kicking the coals at them, anemo energy swirling in your palm and setting them aflame and dashing through the group to grab the switch. Finally, you dashed out into the fresh air, ignoring the new bloom of pain across your back as firing sound came from behind you. They couldn't follow far if you hurried, adrenaline keeping you upright as you dashed overtop a dune and down into one of the oasis pockets, rolling into the greenery to hide as you heard the shouts from behind. After a while, it was silent again but getting up again wasn't happening. The pain finally overrode your worn down willpower, and you passed out. - "What a waste of time, Buer all worried while you're just being stupid and hiding in the grass like a child." Familiar voice, snide tone and the soft sound of footsteps were all you could make out in the night, eyes adjusting as you finally got them open. Of course, Saramouche had to be the one to come across you. "Wanderer," you muttered, using his new name instead, dragging yourself up onto your knees. Finally, you could see his face, and were stunned to watch that sardonic smirk slip away from his face. You were certain it was because he saw the state you were in. For a moment, he looked...worried, but it was quickly replaced with anger. "I just, need a hand getting up." Your former enemy seemed to still be furious, not giving you time to stand on your own two feet. "Liar, even fighting me you didn't look this bad." He snapped, lifting you up in his arms and taking you to a nearby camp. Even if his voice was full of anger, you could still feel he was being gentle, trying not to jostle you around even as he set you down on a bedroll. The anger hadn't left his voice, but his hand slowly tilted your chin up to look into your eyes. "Tell me... who hurt you?" Those dark eyes were fixed on yours, unyielding and angry as they seemed to bore down into your very soul. "It's fine, just some Fatui-", he interrupted you, finger pressing to your lips. "It's not fine, you're going to tell me where you ran into them. Then you're going to let me patch you up before I go end them." There was something almost feral in his eyes, a hate you hadn't seen since before the incident that changed him. But that hate wasn't directed at you, it was for you this time. Something about that look, it made your heart race in a new way. There was no mistaking it, he was wholly ready to get revenge, for you of all people. You pulled the crumpled note from the first team from your pocket, trying not to get more blood on it as you handed it over. The other was surprisingly gentle as he took the note, holding your hand for a moment. "Now, be a good little hero and let me patch you up. I'll handle the dirty work of crushing those insects myself." Despite the still hostile tone, his touch was still gentle and you found yourself drifting off again. In the haze of exhaustion and pain, you couldn't be certain but the Wanderer did exactly as he said, patching you up. The last thing you clearly remembered was the scent of the wind and a hand slowly stroking your cheek. Hopefully, by the time you woke you could have a proper conversation with him about... all of this.

POV with You/I pronouns (I'll try my best) A breathy and horrified gasp could be heard from your mouth, you sat up suddenly and felt a hard surface supporting your back and some hands holding your own; you opened your eyes and couldn't process what was going on. You were in a room yes but it wasn't your room, if it were you would've recognized it easily. The room was tall with walls were adorned in pale blue white based which were decorated with blue and golden carvings, the ceiling hangs a chandelier with clear sharp crystals that shined through the sunshine coming out from the window beside you. After a moment you finally came to your senses to where you were as you looked at the person beside you. You were so drawn in by the room and it's garments that you couldn't hear their voice, he looked at you worryingly. *'Hey, I'm talking to you, Should I have left you there?.'* His dark violet eyes stared at you for a moment before turning to the side and murmuring something which you couldn't catch, his huge hat is not placed on his head anymore. The man you were staring at the moment right now is the infamous *_Scaramouche_* , the 6th fatui, he was one of the feared organization members. He was different now, it was abnormal since he was your own enemy but here you were sitting in his bed (which you guessed). One question lingers in your head, *Why am I here*; **_*You should be thanking me instead of sitting like a lifeless mannequin, doll_* his snarky comment made you recall why. It was a normal day, with a sunny breezy weather and you were walking around, back and forth, completing your commissions one by one. It was going well until you ran into some recruits of the fatui, at first you handled them well until there were machines marching to you, with it's thundering steps. Were they ruin guards, No. Even if they were you could handle them with ease, the ones in front of you were some new creations by Dottore you guessed, that 'doctor' was someone who was mad enough to create some monstrous machines, he was the 2nd member of the fatui. The machines were made of silver metal sheets, their main torso was triangle shaped and was covered in some trash, their arms had some holes in them which later on shoots out a blue flame, you were quick enough but you fell on your butt to the ground. Your [weapon] slid away on the ground. The fatui recruits you punched onto the ground recovered their stamina and held you down, kicking you doing whatever they can. You kicked them back and struggled but managed to got off the ground and started running, because that was the only option left then suddenly you fell on to the ground with a thump and realized you had been hit by the flame ball, it didn't burn you but it hurt you physically. You were sure you were gonna die at that moment.... *"help.."* You managed to scream to the person who was 10-20 feets before you, you yelled with all your all, hoping even praying for the person to hear you. Your vision was getting blurry until you felt someone lifting you in to their lap, their aura felt familiar but you couldn't make out who it was no matter what, he was panting *'Hey..hey don't sleep yet, no no no don't close your eyes. I will f*ck up whoever did this to you, they're going to pay for this. I will tear them apart so just don't close your eyes okay?'* you managed to hum in agreement, you were so thankful for whoever it was, you were gently sat against a tree. He cussed under his breath as he walked away, to tear the people who hurt you he said. You heard screams, the screams were not by the man who laid you, it was from the fatui; you heard them screaming in agony. You heard the metal pieces clanging by the metal and the ground hitting, you heard an explosion before you drifted into a deep sleep. Now you are in his bedroom, he was your savior; you wondered why. *'I am grateful you saved me but aren't you going to kill me either way? Why..?'* you asked him, he chuckled mischievously _*'Why...? Hah, I already told you whoever hurts you, they will pay. I will tear them apart into pieces that couldn't even be discovered.'* (I suck at writing, also I failed paper 1 for my English test.)

*inhales* GN reader rushed SFW ooc (?) As a traveler, you had journeyed far and wide across Teyvat, encountering all sorts of friends and foes. But none had left a greater impact on you than Scaramouche, the cunning and mischievous agent of the Fatui. It was no secret that you and Scaramouche were enemies, constantly crossing each other's paths and clashing in battle. Your encounters were always fraught with tension and animosity, fueled by your opposing beliefs and ideologies. But little did you know that the biggest betrayal was yet to come. You and your team had been exploring the ruins for days, searching for ancient artifacts and hidden treasures. You were always on the lookout for new discoveries, and your team was eager to assist you. But something had been off lately - a sense of unease had settled over the group. You had noticed strange glances and whispers among your companions, and you couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong. As you moved deeper into the ruins, your team began to lag behind, claiming fatigue and injuries. You offered to take a break, but they insisted that you press on ahead. You began to feel increasingly uneasy as you walked, and the hairs on the back of your neck stood on end. Suddenly, you heard a sound behind you - the clinking of metal against stone. You turned, just in time to see your companions raise their weapons and aim them at you. You tried to run, but you were surrounded, hemmed in by your former friends. "What's going on?" you demanded, your voice shaking with fear and confusion. One of them stepped forward, a sneer on his face. "Sorry Traveler, it's nothing personal. The Fatui offered us a very nice bounty in the exchange of..well..you" You struggled against their grip and kept kicking around as you tried to process what was happening, but it was no use. They had already secured you with ropes and chains, and they began to drag you towards a hidden passageway. "You'll regret this," you hissed, your eyes blazing with fury. Days passed, and you were subjected to cruel and torturous treatment at the hands of your captors. The Fatui had no mercy, and they subjected you to endless hours of torture and interrogation. They wanted information - about your allies, your powers, your secrets. You tried to resist, but they were relentless. They used every method at their disposal - physical violence, psychological manipulation, even drugs and magic - to break you down and extract what they wanted. You lost track of time, but it felt like an eternity. You were barely fed or given water, and your wounds went untreated. You were chained to the wall, unable to move, and forced to endure the constant barrage of their questions and threats.The sound of metal clanging against metal echoed through the abandoned building as you struggled against your restraints. Your friends had betrayed you, no one is going to rescue you now. Bruised and battered, you had given up all hope of escape or rescue as you slowly accepted your fate. You knew what was coming - more torture and interrogation and then a slow, painful death. You heard footsteps approaching, and your heart raced as the door creaked open, clad in the unmistakable garb of the Fatui. It was Scaramouche. He had been sent to check on the latest prisoner, and he had expected to find another hopeless victim of the Fatui's ruthless tactics. At first, you were convinced that this was just another cruel twist of fate, that he had come to gloat at your misfortune, to end your life - you two were enemies after all But as he peered through the bars and saw the battered and bruised figure huddled in the corner, he felt a chill run down his spine. It couldn't be... "Haha, who do we have here?" he said, his voice laced with false amusement. But as the figure slowly looked up at him, their eyes meeting his, Scaramouche's heart skipped a beat. It was the Traveler - his biggest enemy, the one person he had dreamed of capturing at all costs. For a moment, he was frozen in shock. The Traveler looked so small and vulnerable, so unlike the powerful and determined figure he had been chasing across the land. Scaramouche felt a wave of strange feeling wash over him. It was something he's never felt before. He quickly unlocked the cell and rushed inside, his eyes scanning the hallway for any signs of his colleagues. The Traveler was barely conscious, their breathing shallow and labored. Scaramouche felt a surge of anger and frustration as he wondered how this even happened. How come the fearless, powerful and respected traveler was caught by a bunch of nobody's? Perhaps it was some kind of betrayal. He should be definitely laughing in amusement right now, but that phrase sounded too familiar to him. It made him arouse some kind of empathy and pity towards them. He lifted the Traveler into his arms, their weight surprisingly light despite their injuries. He carried them out of the cell and into the night air, his mind racing with plans for revenge. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood idiot," he whispered, his voice softening as he looked down at the Traveler's battered face. He walked into the darkness, his heart heavy with worry and determination - Scaramouche knew that he had a new mission. As you looked into his eyes, you saw a fierce determination that mirrored your own.

pov time‼️🗣 “who did this to you?” he said, grabbing your face forcefully and pulling it closer to his face “why do you care so much? it’s not like we’re lovers now.” you said, looking away from him. he clicked his tongue and forcefully made you look at him and kissed you passionately yet harshly “i care about you idiot. now tell me the name and i’ll pay back for what they’ve done to my precious.” he sighs and lets go of his grip, pulling you closer to him as he sneaked his arms around your waist, “(enemy name) did it.” you whispered, afraid of his death stare as he heard your enemy’s name roll out of your tongue. “bullshit, wait for me here.” he said, letting go of his embrace and left you a kiss on the lips once again before he leaves paying back to what they’ve done to his precious darling.

This is gonna be in Scara's pov, you're a puppet like him too but a bit more fragile. ♡☆ The sound of weapons clanking against one another can be heard from miles away, some may mistake it as a battleground of a war but it is simply just a massacre. Scaramouche, the 6th of the Fatui Harbinger, The Balladeer. Stood in the middle of the bloody field alone, glaring at every single body that lays lifeless on the ground. (Flashback) He found you, leaned against walls. Unable to walk straight, he thought maybe you had done something or just drunk but puppets don't get drunk. Yet there's a sly smirk etched onto his face no matter what when he sees you, he strides over to your way. You already know just by recognising his footsteps that he was nearing you, collecting all of you strength to walk even faster in order to avoid him. He finally gets a hold of you but now the both of you were far from the eyes of mortal, yet your thin veil covered your face making it harder to see the crack that had formed on your porcelain face. "Now to see you in this kind of state, I wonder who thought of hurting an old antique puppet such as yourself." he chuckles with condescension. When he grips your wrist he felt the shattering of your skin. He glances down to see how bad it was, it was much worse than he had anticipated. He sees you flinched when he snaps his head back to yours. His left hand slides the thin veil that obscured your face away. Seeing tears falling down your face and pieces of your face missing due to the shattering of the fragile porcelain. Shock was an understatement of what he truly felt. Rage, bloodlust and fear, fear of loosing you. His 'heart' clenched at the sight of you so broken, he gently holds you. In fear of more of your face falling from it place, his touch ia like a brush of feathers. "Who did this?" his voice shook, so low that it almost went unheard, "Who did this to you, doll?" the nickname that he always mockingly called you but this time he's using it in a gentle comforting manner. Tears overflows from your eyes "I- I don't know.. There were people but their faces were covered, they thought i had something they wanted and...." your body trembled, "They.. Almost killed(broke) me." Scara's aura became more deadly as electro sizzles through the air, he hold you closer to him and softly pats your hair. "Don't worry, I'll kill them for touching my doll." his eyes darkens as he thought of ways to torture them. "Why do you care for me, Balladeer.." voice so broken yet you still asked and he replied "You're the only thing that reminds me of what I am, loosing you is like loosing something so precious that nothing can replace it." You look up to him, questioning wether it's true or not but he continues "You're immortal like me, everything about you made me feel envy yet I now realise what it is, (Y/N) you are my heart." he holds you closer to him like you woukd crumble to dust and get blown away like sand. He seen you interact with humans, naive and unknown to the world. Like how he was before, he felt something telling him to protect you and not let you get betrayed. He didn't want you to go through what he had went through, you're his last hope in seeing humanity in new light. "Come now, we have to get your porcelain face fix together." he hold your body against him so you can walk better. ♡☆ He tracked down every single bastards that almost broke you, clenching his fist as they all get tied up together by his men. Some yelling, some fainted and most was cowering in fear of his mere presence and aura. "You made a mistake for touching something that isn't yours to begin with, let alone shattering it"

POV: look.... i have no defense im just a simp (TW: light degrading, like, VERY light, its literally just a bit of teasing and some annoyance on his part thats it, sorry guys, i can put heavy degradation in next time, implied heavy injury, implied murder, heavy simping on readers part but.... smth tells me u wouldnt mind, a lot of flowery language like, god what has gotten into me today) Scaramouche grinned teasingly at you while you opened the tent, giggling while you visibly struggled with opening it, "Aw, did someone have a tough time?" Scaramouche and you have been traveling together for a while now. Deciding that it would be safer to travel with another, stronger, person than to travel alone, you accepted his surprising offer to travel with him. You and Scaramouche had been at odds since the day you met him, you were studying in the Akadeymia's library and he came in unannounced, interrupting you and the extremely important essay you were writing, and insulted said essay. And ever since he teased and insulted you every time, he saw you. You were going to vacation around the world for an essay you were going to write, you had prepared everything, told your friends, packed, and you were even searching for someone to go with you for protection and safety, so imagine your surprise when your worst enemy came up to you and offered to escort you around Teyvat! Your bones ached and your gaze was hazy, your arm was dripping with blood, and your chest felt as if it was being squeezed until it popped, and unfortunately for you, you felt quite close to popping. The harsh, sneering voice of Scaramouche comforted your weary and love sick soul, even as he openly scoffed at your inability to go study alone without meeting trouble. You struggled with the tent straps and opened them with vigor, lifting your gaze towards the pretty yet twisted face you smiled and your heart fluttered. Even now, bruised and beaten, your heart didn't know when to quit fawning over the disparaging indigo-haired siren. A few hours ago, you and Scaramouche had gotten into a small spat. He made a comment on how you could never be left alone, and your competitive self-jumped at the challenge, so you went out alone to study and work on your essay while Scaramouche relaxed in the tent. Scaramouche continued to taunt you, "I can't 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 what kind of trouble encountered you 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 time-" You hear Scaramouche's breath hitch and stutter, you blearily blinked up at him, still smiling, you whispered, "I took care of them this time." before collapsing into the ready arms of your travel partner. "What happened? Who hurt you?" Scaramouche looked like a wild animal, eyes blown wide and face red with pure malice. You trembled beneath his touch, afraid of his sudden change in demeanor. "Tell me." He demanded. "T-Treasure hoarders." You rasped, finally, "Treasure hoarders tried to rob me, I beat them up, though. Hah, didn't need your help this time Scaramouche-" You finished your gloating with a painful cough, leaving you swallowing repeatedly to soothe the dry sting. Suddenly delicate blankets surrounded you and you were gulping down cool water. "Do not worry, Mishka. I will handle them. Now close your eyes and sleep." Was the last thing you heard before succumbing to slumber. - THE END lmk how it was i crave criticism so dont hold back edit: fixed some grammar mistakes edit2: rewrote it a tad, also for those curious, Mishka is the english written version of "bear" in russian so go wild w that information, this is where i got it from: en.bab.la/dictionary/english-russian/bear its in the zoology section, the 2nd one, in russian its spelled "мишка"

To this reader, Good Luck! Don't stress, everything will be fine. Whatever difficulties you are facing right now, you can overcome them! You are always brave and strong. Wishing you peace! 🙏😘😘😘

Click clack click clack... The sound of your footsteps could be heard on the cement floor as you head towards the infirmary. No one was there other than you. Not even the doctor of the infirmary was there. You reach for the sanitizer in the cabinet and grab the first aid kit. You stumbled onto the bed, closed the curtain behind you, and cleaned your injury. "tch, f*ck it hurts.." you grabbed the nearby towel and placed it over your head. 'they really couldn't leave me alone, could they? f*cking b*stards..' click clack click clack.. 'someone's coming? is it the doctor..? better think of an excuse..' screeech.. bam. (door opening and closing) 'at least I'm somewhat hidden behind the curtain..' skeeeert (curtain opening) S: "Ha?" (S - Scara; Y - You) Y: 'This voice..' You look back at the person who opened to see.. Your enemy, Scaramouche. Y: "What do you want? I have no time for your antics today." S: "You.." He had a blank face as he saw your current condition. Blood dripping down from your head that it's making you close your eye so the blood doesn't blind you, your nose is plunked in with cotton, however, it was slowly getting soaked in your own blood, and bruises... were everywhere on your arms that some were so dark that it was almost looked black, this also included on some parts of your face except the bruises looked a bit lighter than those that were on your arms. Now that he looked at you more closely, marks could be seen on your neck that signified choking to some degree. You didn't want to see his face that you assumed will show a grinning and laughing expression, so you faced away from him and continued to take care of your injuries. However, what you didn't expect was for him to grab your hand and pull you toward himself. He held your head and forcefully made you look at him. His face was filled with pure hatred and anger. Not knowing why he was angry, you closed your eyes shut in fear of what he'll do next, not realizing you were shaking. " *Who did this to you?* " You were taken aback by what he said. " *Tell me who hurt you,* " You then felt something heavy on your shoulder. Until you open your eyes to see his head placed on your shoulder. " *I'll make them pay.* " (Idk. The end? let me know if you want me to continue. You can also give me suggestions if you want)

You glared at the boy covered in red- the blood of the person who attacked you. “What the hell, are you serious? You know better than anyone I can protect myself, Scaramouche, I’m not a someone who needs saving.” A chuckle erupted from him as he walked closer to you, the light jingle of the bells on his hat as he held your chin. “And? Even if your not it’s so nice to see then cry out in pain.” “Aren’t you apart of the fatui? Why are you protecting me, the traveller who most of your organisation hates?” “And? Protecting? Dear.. I could kill you this second.” He wrapped his hand around your neck, choking it “After all~we are enemies aren’t we?” “Didn’t you almost kill someone for accidentally tripping me?” “If someone hurts you, I’ll kill them without hesitation. The only reason they weren’t dead was because you kept insisting. May we meet again, dear traveller, either in the battlefield or in my bedroom~ bye.” As he walked away, you realised something… Why was he holding somebody’s head in his hand? And… wasn’t that the person you helped? (Omg I tried to make it related but I failed so I kinda tried to add it again)

"Ha... Is that concern I hear? I didn't take you as someone who cared about others, Balladeer." "I don't. I just don't like it when filthy, worthless worms lay their grubby hands on what is mine. I'll make sure that the lesson they so clearly need to learn is... agonizing."

Alright. I have fuel. I’ll be back with a pov.

Lumine POV "THERE IS NO ESCAPE-" *Slash* In the plains of sumeru, Battered and tired You look through the carnage you have brought up on the fatui and the treasure Horders "How long?" You whisper How long, how long am i going to do this? How long am I going travel the rest of teyvat, just to see you again brother? You walk across the terrain avoiding from stepping on a body as a last gesture of respect. Even though they all knew you as The honorary knight, The One who helped defeat a God and save liyue, The one who went up against the Raiden Shogun, And the one who saved the archon of knowledge and overthrew the corrupt sages and defeated the fake god. They still were there to kidnap you but failed miserably. "Traveler? Why don't we go back to sumeru? Let's go rent a room and eat some food so you could recover." Paimon disrupts your thoughts by asking you while a looking worried for you. You wanted to reply yes But you suddenly felt a pang of pain just by your waist. You hid your pain well and paimon does not notice So you gave her a bag of mora and tell her. "Why don't you go on ahead? Buy us some food" "I think i dropped some items back there." You continued Paimon looks like she wanted to say something. No response And then "Okay, I'll buy you your favorites! Don't be too late now" she smiles and flies away. You don't see her anymore so you let out a cry of pain. Your legs are shaking, and you eyesights are blurry You couldn't stand up anymore so you sat on the ground. Sitting in a comfortable position. You inspect what is injured on your body. You see a huge square like bruise on your right waist. "Must have been that fatui's hammer that hit me from the back" You feel disgusted by the weakness you display. You aren't like this, you were more powerful, you can even rival the gods of this world and yet you are reduced to such a state. By mere Hoarders and soldiers Pathetic... If only I had my strength back... No you can't think like this.. I must keep going You push away the negative thoughts out of your mind You fixed your clothing and take multiple deep breaths to recover your stamina Until, You hear rustling, in the woods You struggle to stand up and ready your sword. "WHO'S THERE!?" You called out. "Hehe~ barely even a word in traveler" scaramouche emerges from the woods. "Your manners are getting terrible" You felt a sigh of relief followed by a wince of the throbbing pain that is in your waist "Uggh-" you couldn't even greet the hat guy and just fall to on the ground. Scaramouche quickly loses his grin, finding out the situation you are in "Traveler!?" He calls out quickly flying towards you "I'm fine-- oof" you couldn't stop moaning in pain so you went silent hoping that focusing on breathing would help Scaramouche kneels down in front of you looking worried "What happened to you? Why are you down on your knees" scaramouche asks you "Says the guy- cough* who's kneeling in front of me. Hehe~ cough*" "No greeting and went straight to joking around?" He raises his hand and runs it through your disheveled hair and fixes it revealing the small cuts on your faces His face grimaces at the sight of you Weak... And vulnerable. "Who hurt you? He asks you in a tender and sweet tone Scaramouche is being strange His usual sharp tongue is tempered And his scowl is replaced with a pained expression You can't help but ask "Why-- why are you acting strange? *Cough* your acting really-*cough* ugh" You try to convey your thoughts and but he suddenly cuts you off "Shhh, be quiet... Don't make this harder" You couldn't keep your eyes open so you fainted. Scaramouche sees this and uses his arms to prevent you from falling to the ground. He lays your head on his chest then uses his arms to carry you in a bridal style. You whisper as you sleep "Paimon.. saves some food for me..." Third POV Scaramouche admires Lumine while she slept. He smiles knowing she'll never see him make that expression. He slowly floats up with lumine in arms making sure she doesn't slip. He inspects Lumine making sure she doesn't have any major injuries. "None, good" He then turns his head around the area hoping to find the floating girl but then remembers what lumine was mumbling earlier. "I suppose paimon is getting you some food" "She might be at the inn" he answers his own question "A good meal would fix you right up" He looks to her one more time making sure she is comfortable and says "let's get you to paimon" "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" A Fatui member screams at scaramouche Scaramouche looks to the fatui "What business do you have with me?" Scaramouche questions the fatui The fatui takes a step closer "Our business is with her." He points his hand towards the woman in scaramouche's arms. Scaramouche simply smiles at the fatui "I didn't know Dottore was that desperate for a woman. Sending you lot just to kidnap her" A shot fires A Fatui sniper then reloads his gun "no one disrespects the harbingers" he then points it back to scaramouche "You will bleed" the sniper threatens Scaramouche creates several swirls of wind "I think not" scaramouche smiles menacingly Lumine POV Feeling the gush of the wind on your face You open your eyes to see scaramouche looking onward You look to where he is leading you You see sumeru closing in. "Scara-" Scaramouche looks to you "Good evening sunshine" he interjects "You sleep like a log" he continues "Feeling the wind, a man carrying me to my Destination, how could I not?" You said This was certainly a very strange situation, scaramouche would never show this kind of gesture, nor did you think this is happening. Scaramouche has always been recluse and doesn't like company. But you know you would let go of this chance. "Paimon is getting some food, join us" Scaramouche still looking forward "Hmmm quite demanding of you, how shall I answer?" He teases you You are not having that, you will make him join you. It's the least you could do after what he has done for you earlier. "Come on, it's the least I could. I want you to come eat with us" Silence... "I'll order some tea.." You add on~ "Hehehe~ you're not going to stop, are you?" "No." You smile Scaramouche looks to you... He is quite serious You looked straight at him, hoping he would give in. Silence between the two of you But then... He sighs "alright... But you are paying" You smile wide without realizing your being too obvious. You look towards sumeru. "okay" you say Scaramouche took a moment looking at you then back to sumeru. "You better not give me sweets." You laugh "hehe~ don't worry, I'll let paimon eat all of it"

OKAY IM BACK WITH A POV PLEASE DONT LET THIS FLOP stuff before starting: - GN reader - In Aether’s clothes so you just replace the dude ig /j - English vocabulary sucks when it’s pov’s - idk about Genshin lore and personalities yet cause I don’t play the game, so forgive me if anything here is wrong!! - I don’t have a AO3, Wattpad, or Quotev account so u don’t have to ask. (Reposting this on those websites/apps is fine tho) Ok starting!, ~~~~~~ There you were, panting, on the floor, covered in blood. Your weapon shattered and you felt weak. You were about to close your eyes to accept your fate before hearing someone’s footsteps nearby.. Scaramouche. The 6th harbinger. His footsteps grew louder and louder. The outside felt like empty halls, echoing each sound. To you at least due to the impact and situation that happened to you. God you wanted all of this to end. “Well, we meet again Travel-“ The voice of the harbinger echoed in your ears, his sentence cut off when he sees you, hair messy, sword shattered, clothes ripped, panting for air, and bruises covered your face and lower half, along with blood. Oh how his aura changed from enemy about to demolish you to pure anger and shock. He ran to your fragile, weak, and paralyzed body, crouched down and picked up your hand. “Who did this.” His tone demanding and mad, ‘I may have made a few people from Inazuma mad at me..’ was only heard as a mumble and heard by the winds of nothing. “My enemy.. *Tell me who hurt you, I’ll make them pay.”* the 6th harbinger said less demanding. You thought about his tone before answering with all your strength. “I may have made a few people from Inazuma mad at me..” you said before coughing up blood on your free hand. Scaramouche lets go of your hand and helps you up. “I shall, take care of those .. people later. Let’s get you healed and well.” As he starts walking, a little bit of rain starts pouring from the night sky before turning into heavy rain. The harbinger tsked at this but continued, due to this hat being big, you asked a question. “Hey Scara.. can I use your hat as an umbrella?..” you weakly asked, Scara stopped walking and turned to look at you, with utter confusion mixed well with being weirded out. A tint of light pink blush showing. “You want to use my hat as an umbrella? Tsk, the audacity to even make that a request from me, Traveler!” Scara yelled, you frowned and start to walk more before Scara stopped you. “I never said no, you goober.” He silently said, he took his hat off and placed it on your head. He flicked your forehead before continuing to walk. “Thanks Scara..” you told the harbinger, cracking a small smile from your bruised face. “You’re welcome, my Traveler. Remember, if someone hurts you.. tell me and I’ll make them pay. He said before kissing his pointer finger and tapped your nose and forehead. Giving you a reminder.

THIS PROMPT IS AMAZING WOW FROM ENEMIES TO LOVERS THAT HED DO ANYTHNG FOR US???? OH MY GOD?? "tell me who hurt you" THATS HANDSOME AEJSDJSDKJDSK THANK YOU THIS PLAYLIST IS AMAZING

Save up your POV's comrades, in order if KZfaq gets super picky about copyright again😢

its simple, i see scara, i click.

This playlist is a masterpiece 🥺 I love the slowed versions being put in as it adds to the ambiance.. AND OMG the POV’s spawning from this are amazing 😭 these people took turns with my heart and shredded it and handed it back with a knife in it and a bandaid on the side. I love it and would 100% read stories based on the POV’s shared here.

Starting this off with bad romance made my heart tingle a bit omg

I know this is good when it starts with bad romance especially with guitar or bass

Oh, this playlist is amazing! I love it

THANK U FOR ADDING DRESS MY LIFE IS COMPLETE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

THE WAY MY JAW DROPPED WHEN I READ THE TITLE KSJSBFJSJBW I LOVE IT OMG.... this is kinda hot or whatever ngl.... like, perfect friggin vibes AHHHHH

AHHHH STEP ON MY THROOOOOOATT. WE NEED MORE OF THESE BASS COVERS BECOZ WHAAAAAATT??? HEAVENNN. LITERALLYYY

I just seen this pop up on my recommended and this is amazing I love it so much!

LOVE AND WAR IS SO GOOD THANK YOU FOR ADDING IT TOO THIS PLAYLIST PAPI 😍

im sorry but i hysterically laughed when i clicked on this and the first second i got OH OH OH OOH-

" I don't regret choosing you as my secretary "

you did bro, you did. when you didn't come home to me >:(

I AM SUMMONING THE POV MAKERS CMON POV MAKERS COME TO THIS COMMENT SECTION *ritual*

the first one is so powerful like this OMGGGGGGGGG

NO THE FIRST SONG MY VOLUME WAS ALL THE WAY UP I JUMPED THROUGH THE CEILING BUT THIS IS STILL FIRE 🔥 🔥

Everyone here has daddy issues and it shows

I was wondering why their wasn’t any comments then realized how early I am

On a Trip through your playlists and i think im- how did i get on my knees? I think this is my favorite ever!

I fell down my stairs as soon as I saw this playlist

I'd love if you posted that version of bad romance by itself 👉👈

Awesome playlist!!!! I love Scara!!!!!

The grand opening😳

i paused at 0:01 and started CACKLING 😭

The povs in this playlist are 😩🤌🤌

Thank you

Hope you all like. Government + ancient artifact + not 1 but 2 waring clandestine groups = the perfect equation for getting one's derriere handed to them. I was the poor archeologist that the government all but held a gun to the head to work on the sight. I sighed as I stepped out of my tent. My sunburnt skin was already reacting to the sun that was 2 degrees above the horizon. I'd be suffering from sun poisoning soon. I grabbed my sunscreen and aleo lotion. The two SEALs came and escorted me to the chow tent. The commander came over. I said, "Not enough caffeine to deal with your drama llamas yet. Keep your pie whole closed except to eat. Also, get me a pagoda thing before I get so sunburnt I can't work." He opened his mouth to speak. "What did I say about your mouth and drama llamas?" He shut it. We ordered food and ate and drank silence. I got 2 cups of coffee. I looked at my great-grandfather's pocket watch. Time to go to work. I smiled. "Oh, will you look at the time? I'm so sorry, but I have work to do. Looks like I won't be able to hear your drama llamas this morning. I'm so terribly sorry for this." The 2 SEALs snorted. and covered their mouths with a well timed napkin wipes. I smirked. "Get me the physical sunblock, and I might consider hearing your drama llamas sing their blues. Till then ta-ta, chow, bye-bye, etc." He went red in the face. I finally got my victory. I got up and all but skipped to the dirty dish rack. Then I went out. "Don't antagonise him too much." I got on a gater. "Driver to dig area 19 Charlie and double time it." It lurched forward. "Bye-bye, gentlemen. See you soon." The driver left. Finally, some alone time. I dug up what I found yesterday. I slipped it in my bra. My guards caught up to me. "Who pissed in your Cheerios?" I smiled. "Uncle Sam. Welp, to another day of finding nothing but sand." Then 2 helicopters approached. My guards fell to the ground dead. 2 masked people came out of the chopper. I felt adrenaline hit my system. "Have you found it yet?" "All I've found is sand. Soft, course, pebble; that kind of stuff. This is my favorite rock I found." The person standing next to the person I was talking to blurred. Then I was in a full Nelson. "Beat it out of her." More gun shots sounded in the distance. Pain returned my thoughts back to me, myself, and I. It didn't stop. There would be pauses followed by question. A man dressed in a suit and mask came over and said, "She knows nothing. The desert will kill her." The helicopters took off. Sand blew into my open wounds. I kept looking at the time. One second became a minute, a minute became an hour, and an hour became a day. I crawled to my hole. I dug deeper. I found the book. Helicopters sounded again. These weren't military or normal civilian helicopters. One landed in front of me. A face I never wanted to see looked down at me. "Well, well, well what did you do?" Those eyes finally looked down at me. "Who did this to you?"

OMG DRESS IS IN THIS PLAYLIST!!! I love this slower version of the song omg!!! It’s a masterpiece!

idc and idk who scaramouch is he's goddam hawt like how?? also HAPPY EASTER!!! >v

I should be focusing on my exams and what am I doing now? That's right. Reading every story in the comment sections until my neck start to ache as my stock knowledge slowly disappear

At the song bad idea, I understand Balladeer instead of bad idea.

POV (my writing is not good) you were in your room crying loudly scara heard you crying an came inside your room to ask what is going on you told him you got kidnapped an tortured,and that they killed you best friend scara looked furious ,he asked who did this you told him it was a ginger guy of the fatui he stood up ,helped you up and took you with him outside he brought you to his home and told you to stay there he got on his way to go to childe as he found him they started fighting,scara won but got injured pretty badly he went back to you,his arm red of blood you asked him what happend,he told you you were safe now,you shall not worry about this guy anymore

I love it 🤤😍😍💜💜！！

okay intro was cool, but for some reason when the music cut in i fucking lost it lmao

Please do more of scaramouche playlist im begging😭😭

Well the person who hurt me bad doesn't want everything to do with me everymore and he break my heart so bad I think it can't be fix ever again I give it my all but he leave me with a BROKENINIG heart 💔

Ayayaya, a pov for this AMAZING playlist. (Y/N terms; you, your, etc) You lay, unconsciously conscious. Something hard stays up against your back, and something softer on your legs. You felt a breeze welcome your face. You were outside, sitting up against a tree. That’s all you could remember-for now. An eerie chuckle came from a distance, echoing louder in your mind as it came closer. -Well, look who the cat left out. Oh no, you thought. It was your enemy, Yenti. Stunning face, perfect body, not super muscular, but strong. It was his personality that ruined everything. Why? Anyone else, and yet you fell for him. -What do you want..- you managed to get out. You finally were able to see clear enough, cuts tracing your body, bruises placed randomly, and a puffed up arm and leg. Then a memory came back, a fight with your ex. He wanted money that you couldn’t give. You heard another laugh come from out his mouth, then when he was close enough, a sudden stop, he was looking at the condition you were in. Brocken. -What? Aren’t you ready to finish me off good, take me out if this living hell of a world? -Who…- he said slightly, you barely got it at all. His slow pace walk turned into a quickened trot, still coming towards you. He kneeled down when he reached you, a worried expression mixed with anger was shown on his face. He was close enough for you to see his details. Light blue stringy hair, perfect grey eyes, soft lips. Then we took out a cloth and started to wipe at all your cuts, and your face, which you guessed, was also bloody. He looked at your eyes, and then he said: -Who the _hell_ did this to you.? You didn’t answer for a second; -I don’t know..- you lied. More anger showed on his face. -Not like you care anyways, why the fuck did you clean my scratches?! He looked down at your body for a second, then back up to your eyes. -You wanna know why? -Tell m- You got cut off from his lips pressing up against yours, your eyes widened, then closed. Once the air was between you guys, he asked once again: -Now tell me, who had the _guts_ to put there hands on _my_ precious? -My ex, I don’t know where he is though.. Your eyes started getting droozy again, and concern wrapped around Yenti’s face. -No no no, stay with me Y/N! He cupped your face, then lifted you up, and ran to, you don’t know where. Then you fell back into your slumber. You woke back up in Yenti’s bed(you guessed). He was sitting at the end of his bed, and launched over to you, hugging your head and giving you a kiss on your head before stating; -I’m going to track down your ex, and tear to shreds I swear. With that, he got up and left the house. Hehehehheheh, I gotta finish my other one, maybe, and that will be in the replies!! ❤❤

Oh my 🧎‍♀️

This has nothing to do with the playlist.. but do you mind telling me where can I find your itto pfp? it's sick! (Nice playlist btw!!)

Killshot is such a banger

Not really romantic enemies to lovers, but here we go! Iona could barely breathe as she ran through the empty streets. She could feel her broken bones scraping against each other with every step, the pain all but numbed. Her vision blurred with tears and sweat, but she knew where to go. She knew exactly where her target was. She wouldn't fail. The girl found the tavern relatively quickly and looked at the guest list. Good. She was still there. Iona pulled her cloak closer around herself and entered the rowdy tavern. She thanked her lucky stars that she was tall enough that no one would question her age. Finally, she was up the stairs and along the hallway leading to her room. A butcher's hook spun coyly in the assassin's hand as she stepped forward. The dull thud of a drop of blood against the wooden floor was barely a whisper in her ear. 'Soon,' she thought as she picked the lock to her target's room. 'Soon, this will all be worth it.' The bundle on the bed by the window gently rose and fell with life as Iona quietly drew her trident. This was it. Her heart pounded in her chest as she rose the trident to height and aimed for the neck. Even if she wasn't killed in the first strike, at least she - "Hello, Dearie." Iona couldn't react fast enough as her weapon twisted out of her grip. A cloud of poison hissed out of her mouth in response, but she was quickly struck back like a ragdoll. She gasped as the broken bones seemed to break further. Still, she stared up defiantly at the glowing blue and redish-brown eyes of her coy target. A blue tail whipped back and forth playfully as its horned owner stood with an attitude that would put kings to shame, her white hair loosely pulled into a braid. She smiled in recognition and disappointment. "Kid," she cooed. "You shouldn't have tried that. Now," she reached forward with nails as long as claws, "let's have a look at you." Iona hissed defensively and tried to fight it, but she was in too much pain. Too much. Blood. Pain. Cool. Her eyes shot open as the broken mask was removed painlessly. The child breathed as heavily and quickly as her broken body would allow as her captor looked her over. The eyes were coy and warm at first, but then they became confused and concerned before blazing into a quiet wrath. "Who did this to you?"

YASSSSSS

One change sir, just 5 seconds- please💀🙏🏽

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kinda wanna know who that manga/anime character is

I saw a playlist come up that said "you're amazing, but you're way too dangerous..." I'm assuming it was a joke...

ngl I thought it said gay I had to re-read it only to be hit with the realization: ... it says "pay"... not "gay" why did I think it was gay?

So are there vocals? oO

Title Me: really?

I STARTED GIGGLING WHEN I HEARD BAD ROMANCR IM SORRY

him: tell me who hurt you! me: it's not a big deal him: not a big deal! TELL ME! me: no because I know you will hurt the one that hurt me and even may kill him him: YEAH YOU ARE RIGHT, I WOULD 😈🔪 me: 🤗 calm down love, you don't want blood on your hands him: ......fine!