#(｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ leo replies!!

[starg1rlie]

hihi! hope youre doing well! ♡ ive never done one of these ask games before but they seem sups cute so i thought id give it a shot ! 💍 for scara please !!

im ambivert!! i really enjoy talking to people and love being around them! id describe myself as a rather calm and go with the flow. im a very patient person and like to see the brighter side of things. im a very physically affectionate person and generally just a pretty happy person 😭 i dont really like confrontation all too much but i will engage in some teasing if i know the other person is okay w it. unfortunately im also the victim of being a HUGE sappy hopeless romantic too 😔 i really enjoy writing :> music and nature are huge inspirations for me and are a big part of my life ! i also draw quite a lot too, it helps relax me and i love making things. i hope you have a great day and thank you for your time! <3 (apologies if this is too long! ^^;;)

(hello, my apologies for taking so long to get to your request, i hope that you haven't been waiting too long...i got a bit sick and i lost my motivation to write, since i dont feel like i'd be pushing out anything worthwhile for my readers at the time, but here i am <3 hope you enjoy)

biking around the city

its dangerous, he says, and yet, he still goes along with it. you first suggested it as a way to get some fresh air (as if the two of you couldn't receive fresh air from the front porch of your house), and he agreed, only because he knows how much you enjoy taking in the scenery of mother nature. of course he didn't expect for you to ask him to hold hands while doing so. if he had, he'd have refused to accompany you and would probably force you to do something else inside the house that wasn't quite so dangerous. he went along with it anyways, linking his fingers through yours as the two of you biked around the neighborhood for a bit. then scaramouche insisted the two of you head back, because it was getting late and your parents would probably murder him if he kept you out for too long.

he'll play the piano in the middle of the night

even though his mother had previously forced him to learn how to play the piano, he still secretly enjoyed it, despite all the smacks to the hand he received from his instructor. he hadn't played in a while and he felt a little nostalgic one night, so he plopped himself down in front of the grand piano, flipping the cover open and letting his fingers brush against the piano keys. slowly, he dipped into a simple melody he first learned, then ascended into a more complicated tune. all the while, he never looked up from his work, playing and playing until he played the last note. a clap startled him and he jumped up from his seat, whirling around to face you. you didn't tell me you played the piano, you'd say as he came over to wrap his arms around you. that's a one-time thing, he replied. only it wasn't; he started playing more and more every night, and you, upstairs in the bedroom, would listen contentedly under the covers, happy that he continues to play.

introduce him to romance

he legit hasn't had a single romancic occurence in his life (poor boy), and does not understand how you can be so sappy and romantic all of the time. so when you sat him down one night, scaramouche couldn't help but feel a little skeptical about the whole ordeal. romance wasn't his thing, not really, anyways. but you tossed a copy of "to all the boys i've loved before" and left him to "do his thing". a few hours later, you hear sobbing from downstairs and rush to see what's the matter. why are you crying? you asked him, rubbing a hand soothingly over his back. this book is so fucking sad, he'd say, wiping at his runny nose first and then his eyes. honey...it's a romance book...you replied, a little confused. i know. it's so fucking bad.

he'll teach you how to waltz

scaramouche isn't much of a dancer himself, but since there is a formal dance coming up at his school, and he wants to take you as his date, he practiced for weeks on end, ever since the school announced the dance. when he finally felt good about his performances, scaramouche invited you to his living room and placed a hand over your waist, the other gently clasping your hand in his. together the two of you swayed around the room until you collapsed into an exahusted heap, erupting into giggles. what's this for? you inquired, gesturing at his tuxedo and neatly combed hair the next day. what did you think i asked you to dance with me for last night? he shot back, re-adjusting his tie. we're going to the dance. with that, he promptly drags you out of the house to drive to the dance.

listens to your onslaught of playlists

it seems every day you manage to make a new playlist for him to listen to. him? he prefers indie pop and would rather slit his throat than listen to anything other than his chill music. however, since you put time and effort into the playlists, he'll scroll through it and play some of the songs in there. eventually, he'll find his head bobbing along to the songs and will scowl to himself, ripping his headphones off and glaring at his phone. your playlists...aren't as bad as i thought they'd be, scaramouche said the next day. his eyes narrowed just a bit. but we'll be talking more about your music taste in the future.

he'll organize a hike and picnic

since you seem to love nature so much, scaramouche mentally mapped out a plan for taking you out one weekend for a hike, and then a picnic at a pretty area, even going so far to take the scenic route instead of the shorter route. backpack and picnic basket in tow, he'll determindely hike up the hill with you, even though his feet are killing him and he'd much rather be relaxing back at home, watching riverdale. when the two of you finally reached the summit, he keeled over on his hands and knees, gasping and panting heavily. nope, this man is not in shape. want some water? you offer him, holding out a bottle of cold water for him. scaramouche accepted it gratefully and gulped half of it down before swiping at his chin. you're lucky that i decided to go through with this, otherwise we'd be rewatching riverdale again at home, he said pointedly, wiggling his index finger at you while he tried controlling his breathing.

[starg1rlie]

Thank you for clarifying it(⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

no problem nonnie!

[starg1rlie]

do you write wlw?

yes i do! like i said, it just depends on what female character you're interested in requesting for. some i'm good at writing, others...not so much, or i just don't feel comfortable writing for them.

[starg1rlie]

Just to clarify cause I may have forgotten but are you a 18+ adult?

hello! this is leo speaking: yes i am an adult, but this account is no longer mine. i will be handing it to my friend for their own usage, as i'm taking my leave from tumblr. i will occasionally come back to queue out some of my friend's posts or answer inbox messages and dm's, but i won't be writing on this account no more. i've decided to take a permanent break, haha. school's too much at the moment, and i just feel really tired...you (and anyone else who reads this) are free to unfollow this account if you are uncomfortable with my friend (they are a minor)

[starg1rlie]

when will he learn that his actions have CONSEQUENCES.

i contemplated to give him a 4 star favonius bow because i didnt have a 1 star bow but a 4star is too good for him he doesnt deserve it. so i bought one from wagner’s guy

but hey, please take your time in writing!! absolutely no rush and no pressure <3 i love how you can write childe as someone so adorable to someone downright horrible that deserves a thousand swords death kind of guy that falls to his death and resurrect as a cockroach because he’s a pest- ok i got distracted anw- take your time!! <33 even if you posted the next part of the series in a time too long i’ll wait for it and still read it happily!

i still love childe but not right now

lmao but hey who even is hydro bow childe ajax tartaglia 11th of the fatui harbinger electro delusion can wield foul legacy orange hair boyish attractive and cute guy with a red fatui mask on the side of his head hometown is in snezhnaya came from a big family has little bros named anton and teucer and signs his letter for tonia with “your knight” like lmao who even is he??? i baaaarely even know him

BAHAHAHA THAT LAST SCREEN SHOT IM BANGING THE TABLE LMAOAOAOAOAOA

lkdasjflkdsjflksjflsd yer so fuckin' sweet, istg ima die of this sweetness; its lethal. btw, i had a question, would you like to be tagged in the next part? it might come late or soon i have no idea...

hOlD sTiLl gIrLiE ~ HAHAHAHAHAHAAH you sure????? 🤔 you sure seem like you know this dude like he's your wifey or smth...idk man you actin' kinda sus...

[starg1rlie]

your current series featuring childe makes me want to remove all his artifacts, equip him a 1* star level 1 bow and go to spiral abyss w only him in the team so he can die

THE FIC IS AMAZING THO looking forward for more <3 thank you for your hard work

BAHAHAHAHKLASDLKASDASD I DONT EVEN HAVE THE BITCH LMAOOOOOO (but srsly, if you hate childe that much as the series goes on, LMK HOW THAT GOES ID LOVE TO SEE IT LSKLDJSAKLDJA)

omg, tysm 4 this i lowkey feel like sobbing rn, why the fuck are you so sweet??????? 😭 my brain is just- dead right now, but i will try and push out the next part in the series 4 my readers!! so glad to see you're enjoying it, and i'll see you in the next part!