Kuni - Blog Posts
uwahh anyone pleasee T0T)// ...,, i can't find a gn!reader or fem!reader x scara fic as their adopted child!!@^#rdGHrw&#q@*#* help me find one😭😭😭😭😭 and if possible, its tag(s) would be angst-angst w/ no comfort or angst-fluff or just pure fluff onggsgdfhds-- and also, imagine one of the lines of reader is from this song, and as for scara this ✨✨. ....... ahem,, please excuse me for this sudden behavior ^ ^)7
a lil edit by me ♡
s/n: plss im just so desperate.. 🥹🥹 i only see it on yt comms :'>
In the Fray
Word Count: 594.
Genre: Fluff(?)
(First official post? Hell yes! Super excited to interact with this community!)
Flashes of purple electricity bolted around you, your chest heaving. Using your claymore to shield yourself in rapid succession along with your uneven breaths. The air smelled thick with smoke, trees lay in an ashy mess around the forest. The violent strikes of electricity coming from two different people, both equally as strong as the other.
Your chest heaved as your eyes blinked like flickering orbs of light. Pupils darting from side to side in an attempt to pinpoint the next strike of electricity. Of course, this had been your fault in the first place. Walking into an ongoing fight that consisted of two people who hated you wasn’t the best choice.
However, what you hadn’t expected was the puppet to be working with the Shogun to try and kill you. The Shogun certainly didn’t care whether or not she killed you or him, she had reasons for both after all.
Your eyes narrowed as you heard a fizz in your left ear, jumping to the side to narrowly dodge another bolt of lightning. The Shogun stood before you in the dark smoke covered sky, the hands she stood on only making your fear worsen. She was an Archon after all, and you a simple vision bearer. Her eyes glowing purple with surges of electricity jolting through them. The aura that surrounded her seemed as if she’d lost all humanity, only being driven by her urge to kill.
On the other hand, your second opponent had been on the ground with you. The catalyst bearing puppet who swore up and down he hated your guts; even though you worked along-side him for years. You, being a Fatui Harbinger as well as a Cryo vision bearer, had quite the challenge against these two. The slightly slower swings of your claymore adding more insult to your already terrible situation.
Your arms were littered with black spots, turning your veins purple and surging with and electric jolt. A single moment of focusing on something else would be your downfall because within the next second, the ground before you was stricken with electricity. This, of course, sent you flying backward.
What you didn’t expect, is to be caught by something. Two hands grabbing your arms as your back rested against his chest. You turned your head to the side to look him in the eyes.
“I thought you hated me, Scaramouche?” You spoke out dryly, making sure to clearly say his Harbinger name just to spite him.
“We’ve got bigger problems right now.” He spat back.
He pushed you off him lightly, picking your claymore up from the ground with one hand. You stared at him for a moment, forgetting about the ravaging Shogun trying to find the both of your positions from beneath the trees.
You hesitantly rested your hand on top of his. “Care to help me calm down this sweets loving Archon, Kuni?”
He clicked his tongue and shook his head. “I don’t really have a choice, do I?”
You took the Claymore from him. “No, not really.”
He huffed out a breath before walking behind you and pressing his back against yours, his catalyst ready to aim in one hand. His other stood poised and ready to direct lighting at any given moment. You positioned your Claymore in front of you, plunging it into the ground. The dirt beneath, cracking and surging with a light blue hue.
He spoke one last time before everything blew up in a flurry of elements and light, a sentence you’d never forget.
“Let’s get this over with, my dear.”
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