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A cold breeze enveloped Childe’s body, even under layers and layers of clothes, buried under his warmest blanket. It was like a constant cold, that wouldn’t leave him no matter how he dressed, or what he did. Like a freezing blizzard, gnawing at his insides.
or, a glimpse into the mind of a troubled young man and what it means to change.
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Childe whined, looking up at Scara through half lidded eyes.
“please, just let me cum”
Scaramouche chuckled, squeezing the other tighter as he pressed a finger to his lips.
“C’mon, mutt. You can do better than that, can’t you?”
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Childe cup the smaller man’s face with both hands, giving him a big smooch on the nose. In return, Kuni scrunch up his face, but he blushes nonetheless.
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AU where Scaramouche is an age regressor and Childe is his caretaker!
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" I just- I got into an episode- I’m sorry " he stopped, to let himself breath. “ this morning, when you left for work, I told you ‘I love you’ and you just- you just said me too”. Kuni sniffled, looking down.
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Kunikuzushi had a BPD episode, Childe comfort him.
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cold sheets, where's my love? by cryinglaughingatnight
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
27 Feb 2024
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“Hey,” Childe leaned down and whispered it against Scara’s parted lips. Scara’s stomach did a somersault and he made a small sound at the back of his throat just in time for Childe to tug on his hair and tilt Scara’s head back. “Just stay still and relax,” he said and placed a sweet kiss on Scara’s lips. “Let me take care of you, yeah?”
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- Part 1 of are you bored yet?
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03 Jul 2026
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“No,” Childe breathed. “No, I didn’t know.” And then, softly, with wonder: “You want me.”
“You don’t know what it means for me to want something, Ajax. You don’t want to be the thing I want.”
Childe pressed into Scaramouche’s hand, eyes fluttering closed as slim fingers carded through his hair.
“I know what you want. I wish…” I wish I could give it to you. I wish I could burn the world down, just to show you I would. “I can’t make you a god. But I can give you this.”
He drew one of Scaramouche’s hands to his face, pressing his lips to his palm and feeling him shudder against him.
“Will you let me?”Bookmarked by ciefell
02 Jul 2026
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“Rumor has it that the Electro Archon lets a puppet rule over her land instead of herself,” the Tsaritsa tells them both, though her eyes stay trained on Scaramouche.
“I’ve heard of it,” he whispers, still breathless more than anything else. His mouth feels dry and there’s adrenaline rushing through his veins that makes it so hard to stay still on his knees.
“You will obtain her Gnosis and bring it back home to me, won’t you?”
It’s not a question.
Beelzebul’s Gnosis.
A Gnosis that once was supposed to be his.
Or; Scaramouche finds himself in the Elventh Harbinger's company more often than he'd like. It culminates in them getting tasked with retrieving the Electro Archon's Gnosis and Scaramouche gets into conflict with his own feelings.
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02 Jul 2026
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genuinely one of my favorite fic of all time. i vaguely remember reading it a few years ago and its just perfection
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“Mmm,” the man hums softly, breathless. “Can’t wait to see you again, neighbor~”
The audio stops, and Scaramouche’s mouth falls open as he gasps, his eyes wide and unseeing as he stares up at the dark ceiling.
No way. No fucking way.
He scrambles for his phone with his free hand as he sits up, heart in his throat as he replays the last ten seconds to confirm his suspicions. He can see the redhead in his mind, leaning back in his squeaky desk chair while on a sales call, can hear him sing ‘neighbor’ in that drawn-out, teasing way that drives him absolutely insane.
The same way as the man he just masturbated to.
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Scaramouche hates his job. He hates his desk mate, Childe, even more.
How the hell is he supposed to work with him after finding his profile on a porn site?
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27 Jun 2026
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Ajax is a hell of a mess. The black sheep of his family.
The very definition of a pathetic loser. A sick pervert.He escapes his miserable reality by jerking off for hours and smoking insane amounts of weed.
He knows that something inside him is damaged, but he doesn’t know why.
His new coworker will shake the fragile ground he’d been teetering on his entire rotten life.
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Tartaglia as a loser drug addict with PTSD and Scaramouche as a trans male who self-harm.
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19 Jun 2026