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mistletoe mishaps | scaramouche x reader

day three. mistletoe ft. scara

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you chase around your boyfriend with mistletoe, much to his secret content. 

a/n: me?? being on time?? more likely than you think. 

tags: light angst. 

scaramouche had always been a bit of a grump when it came to the wintertime. it was gloomy and cold and dark and the perfect time to stay inside and do absolutely nothing, but you had the absolute audacity to be the opposite.

you were always insistent on decorating the house with bright lights, covering the bannister with red ribbon, and playing the ridiculously happy music for this time of year. you had always encouraged him to embrace the warmth of companionship at this time of year, but he stubbornly refused.

you were patient with him, an aspect he was secretly grateful for. over the course of your first few years of dating, you had never once given up on him. whether it was convincing him to get out of the house for some ice skating or dragging him to volunteer at the local children’s hospital, you were adamant that he have a little bit of fun.

and apparently, today, that meant chasing him around with mistletoe.

“i know you wanna kiss me!” you hollered as you slid on the hardwood floor in your socks. teasingly, you held a branch of mistletoe in front of you, waving it in front of your boyfriend.

“screw off! quit chasing me around with that thing!” scaramouche yelled back, scarmbling around the dining room table to avoid you. thinking he had a moment of reprieve, he let out of a soft sigh. to his surprise and to your delight, you jumped on top of the table and scrambled closer to him. he shrieked, quickly escaping to the next room.

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how they act in a haunted house

including: childe, zhongli, scaramouche, al haitham, thoma, xiao, and kaeya.

warnings: gender neutral reader, mentions of some scary stuff, fluff.

notes: happy almost halloween!

childe. 

oh, childe is just so confident he won’t get scared. 

he strolled through the entrance without so much as a frown while you trailed behind him, still wondering if this experience would be worth it, given you both had to sign a waver. but that didn’t seem to bother childe; in fact, he looked completely at ease as you walked down a shadowed hallway, the only light source a flickering light bulb. 

yes, childe was the poster child of “unbothered”—until the first actor came running down the hallway, chainsaw in hand and a slightly too realistic mask on his face. 

that was the end of childe’s bravado, and you, as you correctly predicted, ended up having the be the one to get you two out of there. childe clutched your arm the entire way

zhongli. 

zhongli is bored. 

he’s seen a lot of unpleasantness in his lifetime. and this? twenty dollar entry haunted house, filled with underpaid actors in poorly made costumes? it didn’t even come close to scaring him. 

and that would have been fine, really. you were the one who wanted to go and have a scare; zhongli was just tagging along. but the moment you arrived at the attraction, he just kept going on and on about this thing’s obviously fake, this actor’s mask isn’t on right, this jumpscare’s strings are above. 

when an actor in what you thought to be a pretty horrifying clown costume jumped out at you, zhongli only pointed out how unrealistic it was.

you didn’t make it throughout the entire house. not because of fear, but mostly because you couldn’t stand another lecture on how fake everything looked. 

scaramouche. 

the haunted house you picked out was scary, but scaramouche was… scarier. 

when an actor covered in fake-blood came running at you two, they just kind of stopped when they saw scaramouche’s glower. and then they were turning around and running away; scaramouche had scared them. with just his bad temper and annoyance with nearly everyone except for you, scaramouche was more terrifying than literal killer clowns and chainsaw-wielding murders. 

so there you two were: simply walking through the admittedly-scarily decorated attraction. no actors dared try and jumpscare you and scaramouche, lest they wanted to face his wrath. 

when you got out, you asked if he would consider working at a haunted house. he turned his menacing stare on you, and you understood why the actors didn’t bother you throughout the experience. 

he truly was the most terrifying thing in that house. 

al haitham. 

he, like zhongli, is very undisturbed by the whole ordeal. but unlike the former, al haitham doesn’t say this out loud. 

no, he played his cards right. you were there, shaking after being chased by yet another clown while he looked completely unbothered. but oh, he lent you his arm, promised you get you of there unscathed, nothing would hurt you while he was there. 

al haitham was the picture perfect hero, leading you out of the house while internally scoffing at the cheap costumes and even cheaper jumpscares and tricks. he almost laughed out loud when you reached a banquet table with someone’s head in the middle, but stopped himself when he saw how wide your eyes were. 

when you were both out, you swore you would never go back. but al haitham thought to convince you to try again; he liked being the shining hero, at least for one night. 

thoma. 

thoma is actually lowkey terrified. 

he tries to play it cool, he really does, but you didn’t miss his shaking hand when you had to sign that waver.

you asked him if he was sure he wanted to do this, and he was, so you went inside and…

you didn’t make it all the way through. not you, not thoma. you were both shaking and clutching each other equally tight after an actor chased you down a dark hallway, into the path of a particular gory jumpscare. you could have sworn thoma almost fainted. 

and that was that. you turned and, admittedly, ran back through the entrance, to the car, and away from that abomination of an attraction. 

xiao. 

xiao does not want to go in. 

not because he’s scared. at least, that’s what he told you. xiao would wait for you while you went in and had a fright, and you with some reluctance, agreed. 

but after thirty minutes of you going in and not coming out, he starts to get restless. worried, even, as the group that went in after you came out before you.

xiao tried to convince himself it was fine, you were just taking your time, or whatever. but then another ten minutes went by and, now actually worried, decided it was time to go and find you. 

he told himself this was all fake, the actors weren’t real, this was—

something tackled him from behind and he quite literally screamed. he turned and saw—

you. grinning. ear to ear. 

no, the haunted house didn’t scare him (at least, not really), but you certainly had. 

kaeya. 

please. please. 

kaeya is what childe tried to be. he’s actually confident as he marches into the house, laughing at the poor actor’s sweaty makeup, the obviously fake chainsaws and knifes. 

basically walks right and in and out with you dragged behind him. he doesn’t even pause for you two to look at the more gruesome displays or creepy portraits on display. kaeya literally speedruns the haunted house. 

the only time when kaeya’s bravado falters is at the end, when he realizes that you both paid twenty dollars for that. 

you were out in ten minutes. he realizes you two just spent four dollars a minute on that, and maybe regrets going through it that fast. 

bonus: scaramouche wasn’t even purposely glaring at anyone. he just has an intense resting bitch face.

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fluff, hints at a fight that happened so minimal hurt/comfort, sooo much swearing, ooc rin bc he's so hard to write wtf he has a personality of an apple but i love him <3

it’s 2 am.

it’s 2 am and someone is knocking on your door like a madman.

you were simply trying to catch some shut eye, exhausted from a day of grieving and almost breaking down into tears on several occasions. the accumulation of a shitty day, a stressful deadline, and the massive fight you had with your boyfriend, itoshi rin, two days ago, really committed to keeping your day melancholic at best. sleep was everything you needed right now, both for its regenerative and escapist purposes.

yet again, you really cannot catch a break from the spite of the universe because it is out of rage that you find yourself walking towards your front door; an anger that dissipates when you see who it is on the other side.

1/3 of the reason why your day sucked. your painfully beautiful boyfriend.

the argument you had with rin was left open-ended on whether the relationship should continue or not. to you, it seemed as though both parties were at different opinions, with you wanting to maintain what you had. after two days of not responding to your texts, you suppose that that had been a short way of answering the ambiguity.

willingly, although reluctantly, you open the door, preparing to end something that you were not ready to let go.

he’s sweaty and he’s panting. did he run up the stairs or something, why is he so puffed? how is he so pretty despite that?

“hey,” you begin, feeling small in his presence. rin bores through you with his teal eyes, not saying anything. you cringe at the silence.

“i appreciate the effort but y’know, if you wanted to make our breakup official couldn’t you have done it at a reasonable hour, rin?”

his eyes narrow at that statement, betraying his usually stoic expression with furrowed brows and an agape mouth. confused. he’s confused, but you don’t see any of it because you find the floor more interesting than your boyfriend (?).

with a deep inhale, you just decide to go for it. if he’s not going to declare it, then you will. “look, rin, maybe you’re right, if this relationship is holding you back then maybe it is best we-“

“-the olive theory.”

“excuse me?”

the first words this man utters to you after two days… is the olive theory?

the dark-haired continues. “the olive theory, we’re- we’re supposed to be compatible.”

you are way over your head right now. did you even wake up? is this a dream? why is your, usually all-straight-talk, boyfriend talking to you about the olive theory at 2am, stammering whilst doing so? what kind of hallucination is this?

“rin, what?”

“i like olives, you hate them, we’re meant to work, and i don’t think i can continue on like this.”

you blink once, twice, three times before pointing at him. “you’re telling me that we’re compatible, yet in the same sentence, telling me that we should break up?”

"i didn’t want to break up?”

“but you just said you can’t continue on like this, what else do you mean?” your voice is at a hushed whisper at best, and although you wanted to raise it louder, you fear that your neighbours would not be happy.

“i meant that i can’t continue on without you!”

silence.

“i’ve become so co-dependent on you that i fucking hate it. i can’t fucking function without you, even that fuckhead isagi knows that i’m off and it’s all because of you. it’s only been two fucking days and i’m not landing 60% of my goals, i’m not receiving 20% of my passes correctly, and i keep tripping over myself, you’re ruining me, y/n.”

the flurry of emotions within you triples, and you’re so flabbergasted that no words can escape your mouth. truthfully, you can't think straight, but if you could, the words would fizzle out in your throat before they even saw the light of day.

“if i have to suffer any more of this stupid silence between us then i might kill a bitch. that bitch being the antennae freak.”

even more silence, and rin is practically begging you with his gaze to say something. funnily enough, the next thing you murmur is out of reflex: “don’t say that about shidou.”

he groans. “if i didn’t love you, i would choke you right now.” wow, itoshi rin has a way with words.

the threat causes you to crack a smile. “well, good thing you love me,” you mutter whilst grabbing him by the wrists to pull him inside your apartment. “and it’s a good thing i love you too.”

“well no shit, we’ve been in a relationship for-“

“-shut up and kiss me, you smooth talker.”

the soccer player smirks in amusement before leaning forward, closing the physical and metaphorical space between you, soothing the heartache with gentle touches and a fervent need to love one another.

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“why are you here at 2 am? i thought you, of all people, would be fast asleep.”

“tried to, can’t sleep without you- you’re a real pain in my ass, you know that?”

you smile fondly as he hooks an arm around you waist, collapsing into you as a way of saying that he doesn’t mean his rough words. “so i’m just another bedwarmer?” you ask teasingly.

he grumbles a ‘tch’, digging his nose into your nape. “you’re an idiot.”

“thank you, love. speaking of bedwarming, can we go to sleep?” perfectly paired with a yawn, rin looks at you with slight guilt in his eyes before dragging you down the memorised path to your bedroom.

once there, he wastes little time in dragging you into the sanctuary of your bed, and you let out a sigh of content when rin turns off the lights and pulls the covers up. instinctively, your hands retreat to his hair, carding through them.

he’s holding you close, hands resting protectively around your waist.

“we have a lot to talk about in the morning, but did you not get any of my texts?”

“you texted?”

“…yeah?”

“oh yeah, i remember now that i blocked you after our fight.”

you mercilessly smother him with your pillow.

🎸: v_loAlo / yuyu_NA_yuyu

imagine this: you're itoshi rin's best friend and you have been since grade school, somehow enduring the period of his life when he pushed everyone away after his and sae's fallout.

you were the only one that didn't budge at his sudden coldness, stubborn and unrelenting against his metal walls that eventually melded to encompass you too. you're the only one he actively wonders about during his time at blue lock as well, thinking about whether you were okay or not during the time that he could spare.

you show up to the blue lock u20 match, sat in the spot reserved for family as you cheer for him until your throat hurts, shouting your heart out whenever rin holds the ball.

you ask him if he could hear you cheering for him after the match, he wraps you up in his jersey and nods. despite how hellish his night has been, it's been made a little better by seeing you.

for the two weeks he has off blue lock, rin intends to spend it all with you. the problem was, the second day that you're out and about, you just so happen to bump in to the rest of the blue lock players.

immediately, rin wants to drag you away, not wanting to dampen his holiday with these idiots, but bachira being bachira, invites you to hangout with them during the day. everybody can see how miserable their precious, star player is, grumbling and complaining under his breath whilst you try to at least comfort him. you're grabbing him by his arm to pull him towards something fascinating, you let him take the first sip or bite of whatever food you bought, and you always allow him to take the vacant spot beside you.

it's chigiri who truly is ballsy enough to ask why rin lingered with you rather than just going home if he was going to be so miserable.

his response is: 'wherever y/n strays, i follow'.

Hi! May i request headcannons about Kazuha with a quiet but clingy s/o? Like theyre usually in the background being a wallflower but when kazuha steps in the room s/o just clings to him, ofcourse reader gives him space and stuff but they will attach themselves to him whenever given the go ahead <3 Take your time!! Your health and life comes first before these reqs!

Clingy Reader headcanons

Kazuha doesn't have a problem with his S/O being clingy at all. He finds it cute.

He expects that the moment he sees them, they will be right by his side.

Always holding your hand if you're not clinging to him one way or another. It has become a comfort for him as well.

He immediately shuts down anyone who tries to comment about you being clingy.

He tries to help bring you out of your shell and be less of a wallflower, but he never forces you into something you don't want to do.

When the two of you are alone, it's cuddle central. He's always holding you, whispering sweet I love yous.

Sometimes he will pull you into his lap if you are in a relaxed environment with his arms around you to keep you close.

He sometimes teases you about how much you want his affection, but it's all in good fun.

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