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haerin1 · 7 months

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This is like suuuppeerrrr silly but i just thought about it >.<

Scara with reader thats on her period

her randomly approaching scara and cupping his cheeks, then proceeded to sob about how pretty he is!!

Just wanna know how he would react and how he would calm her down 🥰

Could be modern or canon au‼️‼️

꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ MY LOVE, MINE ALL MINE.

note: ty for the req !! i hope its ok that i did afab reader, pls enjoy !! :3

[modern au!scara x afab!reader] super fluffy and cute, scara teases a lot, period is mentioned !!

It's a peaceful Saturday night in Scara's shared dorm with his friend, Heizou. You practically live in their dorm at this point because your clingy boyfriend makes you stay so he can see you all the time.

Heizou and Scara are casually playing video games together in their beds when he picks up a sound coming from the bathroom. Scara puts his phone down and sits up from where he was previously laying down.

He remembers you mentioning you were going to go pee but it's been, what, seven minutes now?

Heizou, not looking up from his phone as Scara starts walking to the washroom, mutters, "Need to take a piss again?" Scara rolls his eyes in response. He runs a hand through his soft but messy, dark indigo hair as his other hand lifts up to knock on the bathroom door.

"Open up, it's been a year already," Scara grumbles.

He leans against the door, pressing his ear to the wood as he waits for a response. Scara hears you approaching the door and he steps away. You open it and his brows raise in surprise at the sight of your teary face and the pout on your lips.

"Scara..."

You cry out and throw yourself against him, tightly clinging onto your bewildered boyfriend as you whine, "Why are you so pretty!? It's so unfair!" You sob out, "You have perfect, soft and clear skin and the most gorgeous eyes ever!" You continue sniffling, your tears staining Scara's sweatshirt.

Scara pauses before chuckling a bit, still visibly confused. "What's up with you, idiot," he mumbles, looking to the side as an embarrassed gesture before looking back at you, where you're now hiding your face in his sweatshirt as you cry.

"You're so perfect... whyyy!?"

You cup Scara's face, bringing him up/down (height neutral) to meet your gaze as you frown, "Promise me you won't ever get plastic surgery or... or, or a buzzcut," you sternly say, furrowing your brows together to show Scara you were dead serious.

Scara scoffs, deadpanning at you as he says, "You know I'll never get a buzzcu-" You pinch his cheeks and grumble, "Just promise me!"

Scara winces in pain and sighs, "Okay, okay... I promise I won't get plastic surgery or a buzzcut. Are you happy now?" You pause, squinting your eyes as you look him up and down before nodding. "Mhm..." You wrap your arms around him, hugging him tightly.

"You can let go now..." The faintest of pink dusts his fair complexion as he glances elsewhere. Scara hovers his hand over your head before patting your hair as an awkward attempt of comforting you.

"You're on your period, aren't you?"

You just nod against his sweatshirt, sniveling softly. Scara rolls his eyes, before he smirks slightly. "What would you do without me? C'mon," He gently wipes the tears from your cheeks with his thumb, mumbling, "You're ugly when you cry."

You huff, "Shut up." Scara chuckles, "Just for the time being. Let's go to my car, I'll bring you with me to buy you some things from the grocery store." At that, you smile in content and cling to Scara like a puppy to its owner as he leads you to the front door of the dorm.

Heizou sits up in his bed, complaining, "Hey, you better get me buldak noodles!" Scara snarls, "This is not an invitation for free things; Only my (s/o) gets that luxury." And he shuts the front door, bringing you along and leaving Heizou in a ticked off mood.

As Scara drives, he keeps one of his hands on the steering wheel and the other one on your lap as you look out the window. He lent you his favourite Artic Monkeys sweatshirt that he was wearing earlier to warm up your stomach and ease down the cramps. He subtly glances at you every so often.

Scara parks into the lot of the grocery store and unbuckles his seatbelt. Before you know it, he's already at your side, opening the car door for you. Shortly after, Scara's pushing the shopping cart, grabbing random snacks he knows you like and puts them in.

"You like this flavor, right?" Scara mumbles, holding a ice cream tub in his hands and inspecting it. You nod, smiling. As Scara places it in the cart and starts pushing it again, you giggle, "My boyfriend's so cute, I might as well cry again."

Scara hisses, "Not in public. I won't hesitate to act like I don't know you." You know he's joking, but you pout and give him pleading puppy eyes as he brings the cart towards the self checkout area. Scara grimaces before sighing as he starts scanning the items, "Whatever..."

You hum in satisfaction and enjoy the sweet warmth of his sweatshirt as he pays for the things and carries the bag, holding your hand with his free one as the both of you leave the store.

You both stay in the car instead of going back to the dorm, snacking on the food Scara bought for the two of you (mainly you) to enjoy together.

"Feeling any better?"

Mitski's new album plays on the car's speakers as you and him eat Pocky sticks. You nod with a smile, "Mhm. I can't thank you enough, cutie." You give him a quick, but meaningful, kiss on the cheek before continuing to chew on your Pocky stick.

Scara lets his Pocky stick rest in between his teeth as he looks at you for a few moments before asking, "Wanna do the Pocky challenge?" You perk up in surprise from his sudden proposal, but you'd never turn down a bold game like that.

You laugh, "Is this just an excuse to kiss me?"

Scara rolls his eyes, "Even if it was, would it matter?" He places his hand on your cheek and starts biting on his end of the stick. You bite the other end, and this process repeats until finally...

His soft lips gently press against yours, his hands on the back of your neck to close the distance completely.

Mitski's My Love Mine All Mine gets to the chorus at the most perfect timing possible.

You felt like the most loved and treasured person on Earth during this very moment as your (somewhat) sweet boyfriend kissed you in his car without a care in the world. Scara loves you so dearly, even if you cry over the littlest things during your period...

🐾🍫🍮 : © haerin1 (do not translate, steal or take too much inspo from my works)

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haerin1 · 7 months

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i got home later than usual bcs of band rehearsal but !! i shuld be able to post 2 scara fics tmr or today after i finish studying french :3

#✮+ cyvie logs in !#lucky star x scarameow theme YAY #i actually have a scarameow plushie #might post pics if feelin cute

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haerin1 · 7 months

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hs is so annoying i miss gr8 anw im almost finished on a little scara fic which was requested :3

#✮+ cyvie logs in !#i js had choc milk and marble cake #ahh its so good

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haerin1 · 7 months

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i joined senior concert band (i felt bad for my friend who has very bad social anxiety and she wants to join it w someone so i did it for her shes lucky i love her smh)

#✮+ cyvie logs in !#anything for my meowmeow #anw HIII #im working on my math hw and reqs as i type this (not rlly but u get the gist)

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haerin1 · 7 months

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Haiii!! I was wondering if you did f!reader cause i have a really silly request in mind :33

omh hiii !! i do gn!reader by default but if u req a specific type of reader (e.g. f! or m!) idm at all !! :3

#✮+ cyvie's messages !

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haerin1 · 7 months

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hcs you have for Scara? Love seeing new writers around here 🫶

꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ SCARA HEADCANNONS.

note: omh ty for the req !! i did 2 versions bcause i got carried away UM anw enjoy xoxo kisses hugs :33

[wanderer!scara, modern au!scara x gn!reader] fluff, pinches of angst, mentioned mommy issues and trust issues !!

modern au scara !!

Scara is definitely a band kid and in my opinion, he'd absolutely be an electric bassist. He carries around the band-aids you gave him so he can use one whenever his fingertips get cut from the tough strings of the instrument.

Scara loves judging everybody in his classes and making people uncomfortable because he's a menace like that. His narrowed sapphire gaze following certain people with ill thoughts and a slight grimace; you already know he's judging them real hard.

It's simply impossible for him to go a day, no, even an hour, without his headphones and downloaded music from his favourite artists. Scara's music taste consists mostly of Chase Atlantic, Artic Monkeys, TV Girl, Cigarettes After Sex and he's a closeted Mitski listener.

Mommy issues and miscommunication trope with Ei. Scara aspires to be anything else but the occupation Ei suggested for him. Ei compares Scara to his sister, Raiden, without knowing it hurts Scara's feelings because she's bad at communicating and getting her words right overall.

Shops at Hot Topic and Miniso. Miniso, because he only goes there for the Kuromi stuff that reminds him of you (since you're always telling him how you and him are literally Kuromi and Badtzmaru) and Hot Topic is self-explanatory.

Adding onto the Kuromi and Badtzmaru topic. Ever since you made that comment, Scara ended up loving that specific pair of cute Sanrio characters. He now owns a Badtzmaru hoodie (yours is a Kuromi one: hashtag couple goals), five Kuromi figures and more than thirty things consist of Badtzmaru in his bedroom.

Scara's bedroom is neat but messy at the same time. The room is fairly big and he has his bassist on its stand in the corner of the room with a huge Badtzmaru plushie sitting on the floor by it. His bed is filled with your gifts of plushies from past dates or occasions.

Scara has an area dedicated to his favourite music artists with posters of their albums plastered to the black painted wall. You bought him TV Girl's French Exit vinyl for his birthday, which he always plays on the record player whenever you come over or when he's missing you (by missing you, I mean whenever you're not with him).

Everytime you mention a new song you like, Scara immediately learns it on his bass so he can impress you. You find it so cute how these little gestures of his are all for your compliments and affection when all he could do is breathe and you'd be head over heels for him.

Scara is unfiltered, cunning and a tease. He'll say whatever he wants at any given time and doesn't mind what people think at all (he fights back the urge to rock someone's shit when they disagree with him.) He's your cute little drama queen.

genshin au scara (wanderer) !!

Wanderer's favourite time of day is when the sun starts to set and he gets to have his long awaited tea time with you. You know the perfect way on how to make his tea and it's so natural to the point of when Wanderer tastes any other tea, it just can't compare to the way you make it.

Despite loving you very dearly, and he'd never admit this last bit aloud, he still has some sort of doubt against you. Should something happen to you that marks your permanent disappearance that neither you or him could prevent, what would he do? Wanderer simply does not know. And he certainly wouldn't want to know.

Wanderer enjoys the feeling of your hands in his hair. Whether your hands are soft, rough, cold, or warm, he doesn't mind. He just loves feeling your gentle and affectionate touch against his head as you play with his hair or even braid some strands together.

In general, Wanderer loves physical touch. Holding hands, soft kisses and hugs; It's all so wonderful to him. It makes him feel wanted and loved, like you actually think of him dearly. He loves it especially when you initiate it first. After that, he'll be more than comfortable doing it without waiting for you to do it ahead of him.

Wanderer keeps all of the silly trinkets, gifts and letters you've given him in a box that's kept in a very safe place where no one knows, not even you. Everytime he comes across it, unknowingly to him, a soft smile forms on his lips as he remembers the fact that he's this important to you.

Wanderer absolutely adores it when he makes you smile or laugh. He'll proudly smirk and throw in a teasing remark at this but is hiding the fact that he's just an embarrassed doll with an adorable lover. He loves making you feel good, both verbally and physically, as it feeds his ego and reassures him that he's doing great at being your beloved.

Wanderer's gifts for you are usually handmade, like the cute doll that looks like you which he got to keep so he could give you a doll that looks like him in return. He loves seeing you carry the doll around with you when you want to take it out of your messenger bag, holding it so gently as if it were Wanderer himself.

Whenever you're not paying attention, Wanderer looks at you and observes you. He loves noticing new little things about you, like the way you make little popping noises with your lips when you're bored or the way you subconsciously reach out to hold onto his hand. He adores every, single, little thing.

Wanderer often finds himself trying to impress you. If he sees you walking about, he'll immediately find something heavy to pick up and "coincidentally" run into you so he can make sure you see his amazing skills. You find this habit of his somewhat adorable as you smile and praise him for his strengths. He ends up getting quite flustered, in the end.

Depending on Wanderer's mood, he'll be very flirty one moment or very shy the next. If you manage to outdo him with his charming comments, trust me, he turns into the cutest blushing mess ever. He'll look away as he denies your question about whether he became timid or not.

🐾🍫🍮 : © haerin1 (do not translate, steal or take too much inspo from my works)

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haerin1 · 7 months

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im a band kid and i believe in band kid scara

#✮+ cyvie logs in !#working on reqs rn :3

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haerin1 · 7 months

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omh modern au scara has been rotting inside of my brain

#✮+ cyvie logs in !#look out for my scara smau x

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haerin1 · 7 months

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could i ask for a wanderer x reader with a reader that has social anxiety and stutters a lot :3

꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ OVERCOMING.

note: omh ty for this req; as sum1 who used to have rlly severe social anxiety this hit close to home ajaja anw i hope u like it :3 (any1 else feel free to req!)

[wanderer!scara x gn!reader] panic attack, wanderer is a lil' mean at first, fluff, opposites attract trope !!

It's one word with four letters. Surely, anybody could say it, because it's not that hard to ask for help, right? No matter if it showed you were inferior, unable to fulfill a task beyond your understanding; If someone showed you the ropes, you would feed from their knowledge. It's not the same for everybody, sad to say.

Sitting at a table in the greatly colossal library of Teyvat, the House of Daena, you're simply stuck. You try to focus on the assignment at hand, but unfortunately for you, your mind continues to drift off to the countless "what-if"s... what if you never told the little white haired archon about your problems?

Nahida suggested that your writing of a thesis about the way you feel and how your social anxiety affects your everyday life would help you better comprehend it, and overcome it, even by a little.

You couldn't help but resent the girl who has the sweetest of intentions a bit, because at the moment, you feel as though this is making it worse for you.

Your expression appears frantic as you roll your quill in between your index finger and your thumb, your gaze fixated on the paper behold you. You sigh softly and look up from the paper to take a glimpse at the pretty cerulean-haired boy for what seemed like the nth time.

His hair looks soft and well groomed, his indigo eyes exceedingly striking with his bold red eyeliner. His skin is as perfect as porcelain, you could say. Fair, and not a scratch in sight within his flawless flesh.

He's the only person in the library at the moment, and Nahida has mentioned him to you before. Any friend of Nahida's would be as kind as her... right?

Your teeth dig into the soft skin of your bottom lip as you subtly steal another glance at him. At the moment, Wanderer is occupying himself with finding a book that will help him expand more on his own thesis.

Unbeknownst to you, he was also looking at you every chance he got.

You're about to go up to him to ask your question, the question that has just been suffocating, anticipating to be released from your throat, when suddenly, something drags you down yet again. Your palms grow clammy and your heart beats faster, just by thinking of speaking to him.

It didn't even matter if it was him or not; Speaking to anyone you weren't closely associated with was too difficult for you, overall.

Your breathing pace gets a little uneven and wobbly as you try to breathe steadily through your nose, but even those breaths come out trembling in some form. The sick feeling of anxiety and panic altogether starts to creep up on you. It started to feel as though your intestines were scrunching up inside of you and you needed air, badly.

What if he degraded you for not knowing such a simple thing? Why must you burden a stranger with your needs? Infinite thoughts overwhelm you as your fingers tremble slightly from where they're now resting on your lap.

This really sucks.

You eventually decide on packing it up for today. You could withstand Nahida's disappointment anytime; It was nothing compared to asking a stranger a simple question.

As you stand up from your chair, quietly gathering your paper and pen, you slightly jump at the gentle tap on your shoulder.

"Do you have hearing problems or something? I've been calling you for the past three minutes," Wanderer says, his tone clearly indicating his annoyance. His brows are furrowed, his lips in a small frown as he glares at you. You're quick, a little too quick, to look down at the floor.

No matter how much you tried, eye contact was always out of the question for you. It made you feel uneasy.

"S-Sorry," you softly murmur, feeling yourself go warm and your trembling fingers tightly hold onto your quill and paper for some sort of stability. You must have been so absorbed in your panic attack, that you couldn't even hear him.

Wanderer isn't stupid. His cold gaze narrows as he examines you. Your head starts enduring extreme dizziness when you realize what he's doing. 'Oh, Archons, is he judging me?' Your thoughts are so loud, you draw a short intake of breath, thinking he heard it when you didn't even say anything.

After a moment of excruciating silence, he sighs and asks, "Can you look at me?" His tone shifts from irritated to somewhat more gentle now, however, he still sounded irritated.

You do as he says, your nervous eyes peering at him, but constantly glancing to other directions. Wanderer takes in your appearance now, still closely inspecting you. He takes note of everything, from the way you bite down on your lip, to the way you pick at your nail.

"... Do you know where I may find more books on the history of Sumeru?" he questions, after sometime. "Huh? Oh, yeah..." Your voice is soft-spoken and gentle as you hesitantly start to lead him to a section in the library. He walks by you, visibly side eyeing you as you walk with your gaze focused on the floor again.

'This would have never happened if I had just left earlier...'

"Um... here it is," Your words come out a bit unsteady as you come to a stop. With one hand holding your quill and paper, your other hand reaches for a book on the shelf. Wanderer doesn't fail to notice your wavering fingers.

You hand it to him as you barely even glance at him; Your gaze still flickers to him, to the side, and then back to him. Wanderer accepts the book from you, his fingers brushing against yours for a moment. His fingers are cold, similar to a glass window on a crisp winter morning.

"Thank you, even if you're quite the jittery one," he slyly comments, a playful smirk on his lips. "I'm Wanderer, what about you, hm?" Wanderer's voice is baritone and has a light air of smugness to it. His words roll off of his tongue like smooth melted dark chocolate.

You quietly reply, "[Name]..." Your eyes still don't meet his as you begin to faintly fidget with the hem of your Akademiya uniform's sleeve.

Wanderer tilts his head, noticing the quill and paper in your other hand. "Ah? Are you working on a thesis as well," he queries, his charming indigo eyes carefully surveying your reaction and awaiting your reply. You slowly nod, somewhat less queasy now.

"What about, if you don't mind my asking?" Wanderer certainly isn't one to easily have a conversation without completely dragging the other person down, but with you, it felt natural. It felt good.

You hesitate for a moment before responding softly, "Nahida advised me to write a thesis about how social anxiety affects... peoples everyday life." You know it's bad to lie, but you could never admit to a stranger about something such as this. You see it as your flaw, something that puts a heavy weight on you that has to be fixed.

Lessening that weight, even if it were by a little, would go a long way... and little did you know, it would start with him.

Fortunately for you, Wanderer doesn't manage to see right through your lies even though he's usually rather well at reading people. He simply says, "Okay. Well," Wanderer suddenly takes your paper and it catches you off guard.

"This is a blank page. Are you having writer's block, perhaps? Or is writing not your forté?" he teasingly adds, smirking at you. Blood rushes to your cheeks as you blush deeply, murmuring something quiet in embarrassment from his playful remarks.

Wanderer waves the paper around, humming, "Hm? What was that?" He leans closer to you, as if trying to hear you better. You lean back a bit, the close proximity overwhelming you.

"It's not that... I just need more ink... for my quill..."

A moment of awkward silence passes.

"... eh? That's it?" Wanderer appears disappointed as he sighs, "You could have asked me. Goodness, I was standing there the whole time and you didn't say a word." He grabs onto your hand and starts leading you somewhere among the library, seemingly insistent on helping you.

Wanderer's expression is bored as he continues dragging you around before finally finding an inkwell on a table. He's curiously looking at you as he says, "Is that really all? Such a simple demand, yet you didn't have the guts to ask-" Wanderer instantly shuts his mouth when he notices your gloomy expression.

Everything seemed to be falling into place now as Wanderer thought of the way you spoke and acted in a more complex way. More importantly, he realized that the thesis you're writing was never about other people's social anxiety.

It's like it finally clicked in his mind as he perks up before looking away, almost as a sheepish sort of gesture, as he mumbles, "Never mind that... Anyways, [Name]," His attempt at an apology was weak, but still sweet, given his intentions.

He takes your quill and dips the tip of it into the inkwell as he speaks, "Would you like to work on our theses together? You may not have writer's block, but right now, I do. So, what do you think?" His tone comes off as quite demanding, but luckily, you see his good intent.

You smile a bit. "Sure... that would be nice," you say in your same soft voice. Your words didn't tremble as much as they did before, and you don't notice it, but Wanderer smiles slightly at that.

He's quick to frown again, making sure he doesn't give you enoguh time to realize his smile before returning to his unamused face as he huffs, "Just don't get in my way." Wanderer sits down at the table and drags the chair next to him, closer.

"How are you going to help me if you're sitting that far away? Seriously, the person who designed this layout is stupid," he grumbles, rolling his eyes as he puts his thesis on the table.

The funny thing is, the chairs weren't even that far away from each other.

You sit on the chair by him and his leg is practically touching yours because of how close he made the distance. You gulp and Wanderer's body leans towards you as he nonchalantly says, "You have pretty eyes and a nice voice, by the way." Without waiting for your reply, he immediately adds, "Now, help me think of a starter sentence for this..."

The two of you end up working quite well together. While Wanderer easily gets irritated, you have more patience. He's rowdy and unfiltered, having no shame in saying his honest opinion at any given moment. On the other hand, you're more sweet about it, and provide advice to help move further.

It's like you two are puzzle pieces that perfectly fit with each other. Or rather, this moment with him is the puzzle piece, indicating the start of a bigger picture. A future with him, perhaps?

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