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kvnis · 3 months

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hellooo! I’ve actually fallen in love with your writing, and I’ve had this idea in my head for wayyyy to long, so here ya go!!

just thinking about scara using shouki no kami to hold the reader in one of its hands, using one of its mechanical fingers to fuck them and fill them to the brink?? (pray for the reader man 🙏🙏🙏)

౨ৎ ﹒ bow before me .

── ୨୧：sub!reader x dom!scaramouche

୨୧﹑ synopsis :; you never noticed how hot scaramouche’s mecha was, until now.

୨୧﹑ genre :; smut, nsfw

୨୧﹑ cw :; fem!reader, shouki no kami!scara, established relationship, size difference, size kink, grinding, fingering ( yes the finger goes inside—just the tip i swear ), creampie, biting.

﹒notes ! ⸜⸜ stopp reader is literally going through it.. #pray4reader — also sorry this took so long i had no ideass then i got a burst of motivation at 2am!!

shouki no kami, originally meant to be the new vessel to house the gnosis in order to assist the balladeer in attaining his so called ‘godhood’ he had been craving ever since his abandonment as a lonesome puppet.

it was simply a hunk of metal, however it was able to heed to scaramouche’s every whim. your eyes stare up in awe as the faceplates click into place, the electro energy resonating within making the machine come to life.

with baited breath, you summon your weapon. this was meant to be a simple spar to test it’s strength. but now, standing in front of it, you begin to have second thoughts.

a yelp comes from you as a large hand swiped for you, and you immediately ducked down. you curse under your breath as you hit the floor, eyes darting around to see where his next attack would come from.

“you’ve got to be more aware of your surroundings, dear…”

in a fraction of a second, you feel a heavy weight on top of you, before being scooped up and lifted off the ground by his heavy hand. you dropped your weapon, making it clatter on the ground which now seemed to be getting further and further away.

you were dangling from the back of your clothes in front of where the control centre would be. grumbling in defeat, as he watched you softly swing side to side.

“look at you, so cute, so helpless.”

his other hand cups a few metres underneath you, acting like a platform as he drops you like a stone. you make a small ‘oomph’ upon impact.

one of the fingers of the machine trail down your body suggestively, only egging you on as it reaches your thighs. your lips part, a silent gesture of protest, which wasn’t missed by scaramouche

“oh, come on—don’t act like you didn’t want this.” his distorted voice rings in your ear, going straight to your thrumming core. your eyes flit up to the mecha, your thighs pressing up against the finger situated between your legs. “please, you were practically fucking me with your eyes. couldn’t even get through five minutes of fighting.”

“i wasn’t!” you tried to fruitlessly defend yourself, but it was hard with the metal rubbing up against your heat.

as the finger presses up against you, you whine, trying to writhe away, but it was much bigger than you were. it was so easy to get you submit to him. he was your god, after all.

you give in, hooking your trembling fingers into the waistband of your panties and tugging them down, throwing them off to the side carelessly. albeit your face burning with embarrassment, you can’t fight the fact your own body is aroused from his touch.

inside the control centre, scaramouche bit his lip so hard it was borderline painful. seeing your legs spreading for him as your needy fingers wandered south to pleasure yourself, he can’t restrain his own arousal. then again, he’ll tease his prey before attacking. he wanted you to grind against the cold metal of the finger like a bitch in heat, and he’d do anything to get it.

“oh? you weren’t? then what’s this i’m seeing,” his eyes narrow at the sight of your form, moving his finger ever so slightly that it presses against your clit. the contrast of the cold metal against your searing arousal set a chain reaction off in your body. “surely you’re not turned on just from some simple touches…”

you didn’t have anything to say to that—as it was true. embarrassingly so, you were in fact turned on by it. your whole body flares up, and your hips cock in a way that presses your wettening folds up against his finger.

you moan out, staining the shiny material with your glistening slick. your hands go to your mouth, muffling any noises you could let out, but you simply couldn’t keep them back and a couple slipped out under your efforts.

“so needy…” he mumbles under his breath, rubbing his finger along your dripping fold. your heartbeat thumps in your ears, breath growing heavier at the amount of slick pooling out of your cunt.

the calculated movement of your hips becomes more instinctual and rapid, grinding your clit against the hard material. the friction sends a surplus of pleasure up your spine, electrifying your whole body.

your mind is plagued with the notion that he could be doing anything up in that control centre. by the sound of his voice, you could already tell that he was equally as turned on as you. he wanted to touch you, but firstly he wanted to see you fall apart.

your eyes water, rolling back in your head. your thighs begin to tremble, struggling to keep up with your frantic motions as you chase your high. your eyes squeeze shut, but they soon widen as you feel something pressing against your cunt.

“n-no, scara… won’t fit…” you babble out, writhing as he pushes the tip in. it was all you could fit; and you already felt so full. your hands claw at the hand underneath, currently holding you, trying to gain some purchase.

it stretched you out completely, practically splitting you in half. you gasp for breath, trying to calm yourself down from the adrenaline shuddering through your body. luckily, scaramouche had enough lenience to give you mercy.

your whole body shakes and you muster all your strength to begin to grind down against his finger. you moan breathlessly, back arching as you continue to pleasure yourself against him.

your hands go down to your clit, quickly rubbing it and adding to the mind-hazing sensation. there was a lewd squelch coming from all your activities, coming from the sound of your slick alongside the desperate rolls of your hips.

“so close… s-so, so close…” you groan, your grinding turning more sloppy and uncoordinated as your orgasm builds up rapidly. your head is thrown back, a loud moan echoing off of each wall of his domain.

“you gonna cum all over my finger? cum for me, then. don’t hold back.”

his words makes your brain haywire, his whole being overtaking your senses and making you drunk on every drop of him you’re surrounded with.

your breath hitches, eyes misting over in a drunken expression of raw lust. your orgasm rips through you, causing a soft cry of his name to leave your mouth as the pleasure numbs your senses. your body stills, before going limp, your shaky arms struggling to support your weight. everything was too overwhelming, and you slowly slip off of the finger, letting yourself rest for a moment and catch your breath.

in the ache of your dulled hearing, you can hear a faint click along with a hiss. it was the sound of the faceplates whirring open, and not long after you can hear the clicking of scaramouche’s shoes against the pristine architecture of the mech.

you feel his cold hands tug your tear stained cheeks, his soft lips pressing apologetic kisses against your face; almost an apology for wearing you out so much.

“you were so good,” he kneels down, resting himself on your thigh in the act of straddling you. “so good… now how about i treat you to something better, yeah?”

he grabs your hand, placing it over his erection through his pants, letting you get a feel of how much you’ve riled him up. his groin unconsciously ruts against your hand.

your eyes flit up to him, a teary, worn out look in them. but even so, you give him a soft smile, pressing your lips against his with all your resolve. you take initiative, palming his throbbing cock, the friction of the fabric making him groan.

he shifts in between your legs, discarding his pants and tugging you close by the thighs. your hips press against his, his cock pressing up against your slick, collecting on the underside of his cock.

he leans down, nestling his face into your neck and trailing wet kisses down to your collarbone, letting his saliva coat your warm skin.

he finally, finally begins to sink into your warmth, letting your cunt suck him in and envelope him in your essence. he’s reeling at the sensations, wholly infatuated with the way your walls clench gummy around his length.

he lets out a few stray noises, giving a quick glance up at you half-lidded before slowly pulling out to the tip and sinking back into your once more. drool pools on the dips of your tongue, lashes fluttering at him, coaxing further into your hex.

he hooks one of your legs on his shoulder, pressing it flush against your chest as he leans over you. with this angle, he can finally hit deeper into you, turning you into malleable putty.

you whine and gasp as his thrust become more intense, his tip grazing against your cervix every time he bottoms out into you. it makes your whole lower body thrum with fire, blazing within your gut.

his free hand comes down to toy with your clit, sending your mind into a spiral. your inhibitions were in the clouds, combining into a senseless fog of unfettered pleasure. your back arches, limbs squirming underneath him as he pounds into you like it were a matter of life or death.

“more… m-more, i’m close again…” you gasp, voice weak and trembling with each thrust. every push of his hips, it leaves you frantic for breath, only to have it taken away again from another one of his powerful thrusts.

“you already have all of me… greedy, aren’t you?” he breathes into the shell of your ear, teeth gnawing teasingly on the supple flesh of your neck. your head lolls back, crushed in brittle euphoria as he sends you into another deserved climax.

you let slip a high-pitched moan, hands tugging on his hair as you came around his cock, your cunt tightening and fluttering around his cock. he pathetically whimpers in your ear at the feeling, your heart fluttering at the noise.

“f-fuck… so tight, i’m gonna cum…” he groans, panting against your ear as hit hot breath fans against your skin. it induced you into a state of warmth, seeking confort in the heat of his touch.

his cock twitches and throbs inside of you, before he lets his cock hit it’s deepest in you as he releases ropes of his cum deep inside of your womb.

your body relaxes into the feeling, chest heaving for breath as scaramouche rests his head against your chest, letting himself hold you in his arms for a moment. he sighs, eyes fluttering shut and a small smirk tugging at his face, feeling his cum leak out of you.

besides, if he lets some get to waste, that means he gets to fuck another load into you again.

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aestherin · 19 days

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KEEP MY HEART

goal 22: my money, my choice

KEEP MY HEART — scara x reader smau

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SUMMARY — you find plenty of guys around you attractive, but there is only one you’re willing to make the first move on: the guy you first saw during your older brother’s soccer game. spoiler: he's a player from your rival university.

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genshin-scenarios · 3 months

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A Leyline Incident (Wanderer x Reader)

Summary: A leyline mishap has transported you and Wanderer into his memories – aka back to when he was still Kabukimono.

This'll wear off in a few hours, but you don’t know how long you can last when Wanderer’s acting like this.

Established relationship/you’re already together. He’s just pushing your buttons as usual.

Content warnings: Rated teens and up!

Wordcount: 1100+

“Move to the side. Am I just supposed to sit on one inch of this chair?”

“What are you talking about?! I’m about to fall off here!” Your indignant whisper quickly turns into a strangled sound when Wanderer slots himself to your side, pushing his body against you.

There are countless more places he could sit, but of course he chooses the most inconvenient one to stay close to your side. After you’d been found together at the edge of the village, Wanderer had quickly introduced you as a traveler he befriended from his foraging trips.

Considering how even his clothes were transformed into the white and purple garb he used to wear, you were the only oddity in the situation. With a defeated sigh, you played along, letting Wanderer adopt the demeanor of his past self as he loops your elbows together, leading you into Tatarasuna.

But even if he was friendly as Kabukimono, wouldn’t the villagers still find it weird if he’s so attached to you?! Granted, the swordsmiths and workers milling about are fragments from his memories, but they’re still fully capable of interacting like normal.

Katsuragi turns to the both of you, handing Wanderer a bowl of soup. “Just let us know if your friend needs anything else. It wouldn’t do for us to count them out of dinner, after all.”

“Thanks, Katsuragi!” Wanderer switches his tone effortlessly, wearing a smile so innocent that your stomach turns in disbelief. “They’re a little tired, so I’ll show them to the guestroom later.”

The idea of being stuck in a room when Wanderer’s dressed and acting like this is enough to make you stand up, trying to escape despite how dark the sky is. “Actually, I feel fine. So maybe I can help with serving—”

“—But didn’t you say you’ve been traveling all day?” Wanderer interrupts. His brow furrows in worry, raising a spoonful of soup to you. “You should eat and rest. I’m sure the villagers won’t mind!”

“Any friend of Kabukimono’s is a friend of ours.” Katsuragi confirms. “It’s only a night’s stay, after all. If you’d still like to help out, we can discuss it in the morning.”

Worst of all is the expectant look on both of their faces as you sit, frozen, staring at Wanderer’s hand still offering to feed you.

There’s amusement glimmering in his eyes even as he retains that sweet smile. “The grannies are really good at cooking, so you should try some!”

You grit your teeth, mustering all the patience and peace in the world as you lean forward and take a bite. It’s surprisingly good, though that might have to do with Wanderer’s memory of the soup rather than anything you’re actually consuming.

After that, you manage to save your dignity a little by taking the bowl from him and finishing the rest yourself, just so you could excuse yourself and retreat away from the villagers. Wanderer brings you to one of said guestrooms, where you immediately round to berate him.

“Just because this is one of your memories doesn’t mean you can go ahead and—”

“Mess around?” He takes the words right out of your mouth, lips quirked with mirth. Here stands the Wanderer you know. But what you don’t expect is for him to drive the point forward, taking a slow step towards you with every sentence. “But don’t you find it endearing to see me acting like that? Wide-eyed, well-meaning… Willing to do anything for you with a smile?”

“The leyline must’ve dropped you on the head before we woke up here.” You panic, realizing that your back has just hit the wall. He’s too close, and the glint in his eyes spell nothing good for your wellbeing. “Heck, you could even be lying about your old personality, and I wouldn’t have a clue.”

“Hm. Regardless, I’ve gotten you into quite a spot.” Wanderer leans over you, and you think he’s about to kiss you for a second before he simply lingers there, giving you a smirk.

“You know what? We’re done.” You slide down to sit on the ground, trying to avoid his gaze because there’s no way you started leaning in and he had the audacity to tease you. Your deadpan is a giveaway that you’re simply flustered, covering your face with your eyes shut and words muffled. “I don’t know you anymore. Goodbye.”

“Well that’s rather hurtful.” He crouches so you’re at the same height, propping his chin atop his palm. “I was going to let you choose how I’d kiss you.”

You allow yourself to peek at him, curiosity winning over. “…In what way?”

“As in,” Wanderer leans closer, moving his hand to tug at the end of your shirt. “Would you like Kabukimono, lovesick as he asks if he can kiss you?”

He mimics the pose, face tilted just enough so that he’s the one peering up at you. An image of something desperate and hopeful flashes through your mind — wide eyes and pleading for you to melt and say yes.

“Or, maybe you want me to promise I’d never leave your side.” In a cheerful, exhilarating realization that he loved you. Exclaiming it with a laugh bubbling on his lips, knowing this emotion for the first time.

His hands shift to cup your face on both sides. As Wanderer shuts his eyes, they flutter open again with a different weight to his gaze; half-lidded, he’s close enough that your lips are brushing, but doesn’t quite press them into a kiss.

“Fast forward things a little, and it’d be like this.” He traces the shape of your cheekbone. “Maybe I wouldn’t ever want to let you go, and ask for your heart to be mine.”

He’d steal it from your chest, if he really had to. You’d believe it, in the current state he’s emulating – remembering the stories he told you about his past after disaster struck Tatarasuna. When he was lost to a color of the world that struck him cruelly, believing he’d been betrayed once again.

Your hands reach up to take Wanderer’s wrists gently, pulling him out of his stupor with your touch. As his eyes clear, he leans into the kiss you tilt your lips up for, letting you take the lead as he melts into you. It’s soft and sweet — a little reassurance in the way you wrap your arms around his neck, keeping him close even after you part.

“I’ll take any version you give me, though I prefer the usual Wanderer a little more.” You smile, earning a bemused huff.

“Because I’m already yours?” He guesses.

“Because you seem happier.” You correct. “Or at least, that’s what I assume, with your own fanclub at the Akademiya and all.”

“They’re ridiculous.” Wanderer says, gaze softening. “As are you.”

For loving him, he means. But that’s been an affliction you’ve had for a long time now, and you had no intention to stop.

“Maybe another kiss will knock some sense into me?”

“Hah. As if that’s worked before.”

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genderfluid-insomniac · 11 months

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Cat!Scaramouche in heat x reader (NSFW)

note: I don't remember when I wrote this but it was way before Wanderer came out and when he was still the balladeer. Either way I don't think I posted this so I'll do that now! Enjoy, loves!

You haven't seen Scaramouche for a couple days and have searched everywhere, you begin to think he just up and left but as you search for him one morning Childe walks by you cracking up and barely holding it together.

You ask him what's up and he manages to pull himself together, “It must have been a miracle I wasn't killed by the balladeer because I managed to get away fast enough.”

Finding out that your lover had gone half a mile away to a cottage for a week because of something he wasn't telling you. You thanked him and went off to go confront him when the ginger pulled you back.

“He’s pretty pissy right now so be careful he doesn’t take a swipe at you. I’ll see you later, girlie/buddy. I need to thank whoever caused this.” So you set off for that place and after a few minutes came upon a small cottage near a lake, knocking on the door and hearing some things move and shift around inside.

You get concerned so you walk in and move to the bedroom, seeing Scaramouche sitting near his desk with his head down, his hat still on, which was strange because he always took it off when he was alone and inside.

Hearing you come forward, he doesn't turn around and only grumbles, continuing to complete paperwork. “Get out! You’re only bothering me! I’ll be back in a couple days so don’t worry like you always do, it’s pathetic.”

You of course don't buy it at all and to face him, ripping his hat off and seeing two small violet cat ears on his head that twitched when you tried to touch them. He muttered how idiotic you were to do something like that but what caught your eye was that he had a fierce blush covering his face.

Not only that but he was all hot and sweaty like he'd just finished training for a couple hours, which couldn't be true because of all the paperwork that has recently been completed next to him.

Your eyes betrayed you as you looked over at his ears again, seeing them move at your gaze and how soft to the touch they were before you heard him growl and get up to move across the room. Now catching a glimpse of a feline tail swishing about in frustration, you had to admit it was adorable and now you could tell why he holed himself up so no one could see him.

And why Childe was laughing his ass off and going to probably tell all the other harbingers, which you understood was humiliating and perfectly understood why he was holed up in here. “Scara, it’s okay but why do you look so worked up? Are you sick?”

Another grumble came out of him and he shook his head, going to sit down on the bed and pat the space next to him. “You know how certain feline animals go through a period called heat?” You immediately caught on and smirked, everything clicked and you reached your hand down to his tail.

Running your fingers from the tip to the base, not missing the purr your boyfriend was making, and started playing around with it. You then moved onto his ears and blew cold air at them. They twitched and he shuddered, a sudden confidence overshadowed you. “You seem so tense. Why don’t I help?”

His tail slowed down and swished from side to side, eyes dilating when you said those words. You took that as a go ahead and leaned down to his black pants, working them off and palming the tent in his boxers.

A soft moan left his lips and Scaramouche tilted his head back, enjoying the pleasure you were giving him and grabbed the back of your head, forcing it against his erection. “Why don’t you quit teasing and actually get to work, slut?” The small damp spot where his precum wet the fabric touched your cheek and you could feel how hard he was.

You pulled down his underwear and took a long lick from the base of his shaft to the tip, curling your hand around the base and hollowing your cheeks as you sucked the tip. Circling your tongue around his cock you bopped your head up and down, kittenlicking his slit and cupping his balls. Being pushed on by his moans and the pressure on his hand increasing.

“That’s it. Your mouth is always the best~ Maybe you should just be my little cock slut instead, huh?” Moaning when he said that, you continued to suck and kiss the tip of his cock. His breath hitched and he started to buck his hips, relaxing your throat so you didn’t gag.

Scaramouche let out a loud groan as his hips faltered and you felt his dick spasm, taking in all of his cum and trying to not let a drop spill. He relaxed his hand and you got off, being brought up by his hand and kissing his lips. You panted when you broke apart and kissed his neck, taking off his clothes and slowly stripping him naked.

“Such a good girl, being so obedient for me~ You think you can take my cock, you did an amazing job sucking me off but I think my cock might be a bit too big for your small pretty pussy.” You keened at his words and shook your head, grinding your cunt on his erection.

He smirked and pulled you closer, the tip of his dick grazing your lips and you rolled your hips to gain more friction. He clicked his tongue and maneuvered his other hand down to your clit, “Hold on, I need to stretch that tight cunt out so I don’t hurt you. Then again, you’d probably get off on that, being skewered on my cock and so sex drunk that you can only scream my name.”

His fingers dipped into your cunt while his thumb circled your clit, spreading apart your labia and reaching his fingers deeper into your hole. Your lover knew your body as well as you did, almost better, he knew just where to touch you so you could cum on command and exactly where to kiss or bite on your neck so that you completely gave into him.

“I’m not that cockdrunk-“ Scara put pressure on your bud and you interrupted yourself with a moan, fighting against his hold on your waist so you could meet his thrusts. It didn’t help that not only was he strong but he knew what buttons to press and where.

But your lover wasn’t normal right now, he was in a cat-like heat and had sensitive ears and a tail, snaking your hands up to his indigo fluffy ears and stroking the very tips.

You succeeded at shaking his dominance when he moaned at his ears twitched, leaning into your hand even more and his tail wrapping around your wrist.

If you listened closely you could also hear a small purr coming from his throat. Instead of stopping like you thought, it seemed to spur him on and pump his fingers into you faster. “You don’t know what you just did, kitten.” Chuckling as he reeled you closer and closer toward an orgasm, failing to contain the lewd noises you were causing.

Gasping when you felt his tongue lick one of your nipples and sucking the tip of your breast with lips, nipping the sensitive tit and letting go when he backed up. Every reaction you were giving was pure pleasure to him, thinking that he maybe should’ve sought you out sooner rather then shutting himself in.

Scaramouche switched tits and gave some attention to the other, flicking the nipple with his tongue in time with his fingers thrusting in and out of you. You arched your back at the dual sensation and your breathing quickened, whimpering out at the knot building up. “Scara- hm- I’m cumming-“

At those words he stopped his movement all together, pulling his fingers out of your soaked pussy and bringing them up to your lips.

“I think it’s only fair that you clean up your own mess, don’t you?” Despite the clear confusion on your face you obeyed and opened your mouth, letting your tongue welcome his slick covered fingers.

“Such a pretty kitty, my pretty kitty. Sucking my fingers so well, you must be a whore for my cock if you're obeying all my orders.” You whined and went to roll your hip, desperate for something as you high died down because it could climax.

All that earned you was a slap to your ass and to your cunt, yelping at the impact. “I would’ve let you orgasm if you hadn’t tried to play with my ears, but you just had to go and give yourself a punishment.”

You tried to mumble out an apology but you were busy with fingers, lapping up your cum and pleading with your eyes that you’d be good. “Are you going to be an obedient girl?” Nodding and humming you agreed, swirling your tongue around his fingers and bobbing your head.

Internally screaming in joy when he smirked and lifted your hips, positioning you over his dick and looking at you for confirmation. You nodded and your head fell into his shoulders when he snapped his hips up. Rolling your hips against his to get him to move, kissing you and beginning to thrust into you cunt.

“Such a good cutie~ Taking my cock so well.” Lewd noises and breathing echoed the room, skin slapping against skin. He brought you in for a kiss and cupped your cheek, angling his body so he hit just the right spots.

You cried out when his cock hit one spot that made you arch your back, gasping and crying out. “There! Right there~ Scara-” Reaching your hips up so you could get that striking pleasure again and your lover meeting you.

Scaramouche put his hand on the small of your back and pushed it up, increasing the pleasure you both felt by ten fold. “You feel so good!” Moaning as you kissed and bit his neck, receiving praise from your lover with each meet of your hips.

You felt the knot build up again, you pleaded at the violet haired harbinger to let you cum and grinning in relief when he let you. “You’ve such a good pet so okay. Cum.” The damn broke and you mewled against him, milking his dick for all he’s worth.

Thighs shaking as you rode out your high, Scaramouche felt his own orgasm approaching and your walls contracting, pulling out right but he came. His small cute ears bending back and tail wrapping around your wrist. White thick ropes spurting out onto your stomach and resting his arms on either side of you, he kissed your lips.

“You alright darling?” You nodded and sighed. “Just tired. Can we rest?” He chuckled and nodded, getting up to grab a cloth to clean you up. Wiping the cum off of your stomach and outer lips, you shivered at the cool sensation and shivered.

Before throwing it away into a wastebasket and coming back to you, he snuggled into your chest and whispered how this wasn’t a total failure of a day. Laughing you agreed and settled into him, rubbing his ears and smiling when he allowed himself to be soft.

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mariposa666haruka · 1 year

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"Awaken" (Harbingers X Fem!Reader) #00

This may mostly count as Dottore x reader...but I am thinking of making different routes for each character when the right time comes. I also wished to make the reader gender neutral but....to be honest I am afraid to do so. I do not want to make anyone uncomfortable with my unintentional mistakes and let's say I do not have a good experience with it. That is why I decided to go with a female reader (I identify myself as a female and it is much easier for me that way.)

Also this part is more of a prologue than a chapter so that is how I am marking it. It may even stay in my drafts for a while but we do not talk about that....heheh.

Warnings: Reader has long hair in this chapter cause she has been asleep for a long time and did not get a haircut in years. in this fic Pantalone has dark purple eyes.

Word count: 761

You open your eyes to a very bright light, facing the roof as you were lied down. Aside from the extreme brightness - that made your eyes shut tightly again - you could feel a quit cold liquid enter your body from your right arm....a serum?...You slowly sat up and rubbed your eyes with your free hand to ease the pain from looking at the bright light for too long.

Your body hurt....you were in pain, like you had not moved your limbs for a very long time; not to mention your brain was still hazy, furthermore you were not sure about what you were doing before getting inside this room that was very much like a medical lab filled with all sorts of big devices which most of them were connected to your feet and right arm.

Slowly looking down, you find yourself in a very delicate icy dress with long yet loose and see through sleeves.

Despite feeling pain in your arms, you carefully remove whatever is connected to your body. The cold liquid smelled strange, you could not put your hand on its name though.

Your legs felt weak as you stood up and held onto the wall. It hurt to just stand, you could not imagine how painful walking would be.

You soon dragged yourself out of the room and hissed at the sudden coldness. "Why is it... so cold?" Even talking hurt. Your throat itched and your vocal cores had a hard time making any sound. You decided not to talk until getting yourself a glass of water.

The temperature seemed to drop further as you walked closer to what looked like an exit door; it opened easily after pushing a random button and soon you were hit with even a colder air, as it was way chillier outside the room.

If one were to look from afar, They would see a female figure walking down the corridor, helplessly holding into the wall; which was exactly what the great Regrator was witnessing.

' A woman...coming out of The Doctor's lab.....? Is she perhaps a new test subject?" He thought, taking into account how unlikely it was to see a test subject of the infamous Doctor healthy enough to escape the laboratory. They were not even left alive most of them times. Pantalone was already used to hearing screams and cries of help outside of that cursed lab; but a woman - in a really decent and nice dress - making it out without in any blood on her? That sure was a rare sight to see and he possibly could not contain his curiosity; Therefore his legs led him towards you.

Your legs had given up carrying your weight any further, that is why all you managed to do was to sit down where you were, the wall behind you supporting your back.

"Well well, what do we have here? What are you doing here little darling?~ in such light clothes too; you'll catch a cold if not careful." Said the dark haired man, who seemed to be wearing glasses or shall I say that was what your weak eyes were seeing? You barely could see how his facial features looked like.

On the other hand, The Ninth Harbinger took a good look at your face and how your long hair covered your shoulders down to your belly; as if it had not been cut for centuries, despite that, your hair was completely clean and your body seemed to be freshly washed.....you felt like you had taken a bath the night before, as you felt a certain freshness lingering to your skin.

Back to the jet black haired man, he was talking to you but all you heard were uncoherent words, so you began mumbling words of your own.

"Zandik....where is..Zandik....cold...I must....find..him."

Pantalone's eyes widened at the name you just whispered. You knew of of The Doctor's true name?.....unexpected yet impressive.

"Zandik.."

"Oh little darling~ I'll take you to Zandik" He chuckled and wrapped his big warm coat around you. He then picked you up carefully and almost laughed at how you pressed your cold face to his warm chest.

It has been a very long time since the last time he was this much amused by someone....and you weren't even conscious yet. He wondered how entertaining you would be once you were fully awake.

The Regrator walked towards the harbingers' meeting room, where every single harbinger would have been gathered there by now.

Oh how impatient he was to witness their expressions once they saw the woman in his arms.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin #genshin x reader #harbingers x reader #fatui harbingers x reader #dottore x reader #pantalone x reader #pierro x reader #capitano x reader #scara x reader #scaramouche x reader #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #ajax x reader #signora x reader #alrecciono x reader #wanderer x reader #balladeer x reader

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ikebo-simp · 7 months

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OKOK LISTEN I'M LITERALLY OBSESSED WITH AN ASSASSIN SCARA AU THE BRAINROT IS KILLING MEE

okay like. imagine reader and scara are both assassins. both despise each other since they're always competitive about their job, like they both are the best in the department. and most of the time reader and scara get paired up together since they're the best (im so sorry for the repetitive words eng is not my first lang💔) aand they always find literally ANYTHING to argue about . like yk.

AAAND what i want to ask a fic abt is when reader gets really badly injured on a mission undercover and what scara will do if that happens. thanks!

A/N Ooo~ that's an awesome idea anon, also sorry for taking so long, I took a break for creativity sake and then got really busy

P.S. And also don't worry, your English is great

Hatred, that's what Scaramouche feels for you

He turns away when you're paired together again because he can't stand to see your ugly face

He goes along with your plan to act like a couple only because he didn't have a better one

The burning red sensation that he feels in his face when you kissed him to really sell the couples act, had to be his anger at your audacity

The lump in his throat had to be his annoyance that you went off script and decided to scope out the place by yourself

Hatred has to be what he's feeling right?

So why...

Why does he heart beat faster when he finds your bloodied body?

Why does he panic and get all hysterical when you're barely moving?

Why does he want to drag you with him, even when you're a deadweight?

He should just drop you, leave you behind so that one of you survives to finish the job, but...

A spilt-second decision, he's got no time to lose

"Haahh.... you stupid idiot!"

One...! Shots echo behind him as he lifts you onto his back, he runs through the halls, occasionally shooting back but mostly focusing on get you out of there

He can barely breathe, it feels like a weight in his chest, is it the adrenaline? Or is it his emotions, finally flowing out, like the blood seeping from your shoulder

Two...! Drip drip, he can hear your blood drop on the floor, a constant reminder that you're dying the longer he takes

He weaves his way through original escape route and to safe house, protecting you the best he can, even at the risk of his own safety

Three! Rrrip, the gauze is open and he starts stuffing the wound, muttering all the while

"Why can't you just stick with the plan? Always had to go off by yourself! You could've gotten killed!"

You could've gotten killed. Why does that bother him so much?

Why should he care so much? Why does he care so much? What makes you so special to him?

Never mind, he has more important things to do

Ending Note: I might make a continuation, might not, but I'm back from my break

Thanks for Reading

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zeyris-escapism · 11 months

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Isekaied?!

//short, rushed, no beta read, will do part two or elaborated version of this if more people want it. Elaborated as in smu-

Story in which a Genshin main acts odd, or in which you suddenly get isekaied.

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Your friend recommended Genshin to you quite a bit. You disliked it a lot, and yet gave it a try after possible weeks of asking. As annoying as it was, you found yourself actually enjoying the game: even going as far as progressing it fast, all the way to Sumeru. You found yourself drawn to some particular characters that made an appearance.

Over time you began to stumble upon writings of said characters, or rather the character you liked the most. One that you slowly felt even more drawn to, the thought of them warming your chest and cheeks.

It happened yet again, liking a fictional character. You hated that trait of yours, but it was too late by then, enjoying all sorts of media on them.

Whether it was fanart or these silly Tumblr posts, even these complex books and simple smut on ao3. It was all what you truly did in your free time, only to one day do your dailies on Genshin: realising you're short on artifacts, then you went into a domain.

Someone had to carry, as always, so you found people to co-op with; didn't take long at all, before a person that held your favourite characters picture as an avatar showed up. And as expected they showed up with your favourite character set as active.

Wordlessly you started the domain, for now simply doing your best to get rid of the leftover resin. And once you finally came to almost a zero, the person sent you a friend invite.

'why not? Their AR is higher, maybe they could be of some help'

And oh they were. After a few days have passed they did nothing but ask if you needed help, it was unsuspicious. You could see that most high level players helped the lower level ones, ensuring the game going smooth.

And yet that embarrassed you to no end. Maybe it was simple social anxiety, or not wanting to look bad at the game, but you declined more often than accepted. And soon instead of asking, they simply sent co-op invites.

It wouldn't be weird if it wasn't them being online only at the same time as you, as if they always were online in fact. Only emotes they'd send would be of their main.

If you didn't leave Genshin for a week or so you wouldn't have realised how odd that was, looking at the chat to receive a message right away. "Thought you'd never get back on"

You didn't want to be rude, so you simply ignored it that time, only doing the bare Genshin impact player minimum, before closing the app to go and read. And what you read mostly consisted of the smut of your beloved character, grinning like an idiot to yourself with each single link you found.

Eventually it was time to let your eyes rest, and you prepared yourself for sleep as always.

Thing is, you didn't wake up in your bed like you were supposed to. The strange surrounding made your skin shiver, and when you opened your eyes, you saw them staring at you with eyes full of excitement. If that was even possible for them. It must've been a dream.

"Thought you'd never wake up!"

It must've been your brain after all the fanfics you've read. It must've been that.

"Where- it's my dream isn't it-?" Sitting up only proved to make your head ache.

"Don't get up, your head may just continue aching. Lay here. Let me take care of you"

Have.. you been isekai-ed?

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #childe x reader #tighnari x reader #cyno x reader #kaeya x reader #albedo x reader #jean x reader #diluc x reader #mona x reader #dehya x reader #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x reader #balladeer x reader #xiao x reader

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whitevelvet-ly · 1 year

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shortie!

PAIRINGS: kaeya x reader, scaramouche x reader

HEADS UP: short!gn!reader, can be platonic or romantic, crack, short like you

A/N: I know everyone doesn't have a canon height but like... scara's fanon height is like 5'3 or something and I'm 5'2 😭😭😭 can I at least be taller than the short men please 🙏 // it's gonna be winterrr soon yayy // someone sent me a request ✊✊✊ YAHOOSDAJ I will get to it soon 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

KAEYA ALBERICH

⇒ kaeya is so mean

⇒ will give you the stuff on top of the fridge only after a minute or so of teasing you

⇢ fatherless and nationless behavior 😁

⇒ stops eventually because you're getting mad but anyway

⇒ even if he's like that it's ok because you get to make up for your height by climbing on his back

"y/n, you're tugging on my hair—"

"okay and? 😊"

⇒ payback

⇒ if you're a concert kind of person, you basically get vip front row seats because you got this tall man with you (like in any tall-short relationship)

⇒ he's a bully but there are a few perks to being around him

1) can help you get up ridiculously tall stools

2) free piggyback rides‼️

3) the guy looks like a scary bodyguard sometimes because of the height difference between you and him (+ he's a calvary captain) so you can ward the bad guys away

⇒ and more

⇒ but still, again, kaeya is mean so it's gonna be a 50/50 if you try asking him to get something for you

⇒ if he does do it, he'll give you head pats before actually doing what you request

SCARAMOUCHE / WANDERER

⇒ this man...

⇒ he's so SMUG about it

⇒ scaramouche is more of a bully than kaeya he's so annoying I'm sorry

⇒ you have no idea how high his ego was when he met you (guess you could say it reaches heights he couldn't haHAAAA)

⇒ finally!! someone shorter than me!! is probably what he was thinking

⇒ will pretend that he couldn't see you

"huh?? oh, I didn't see you there, sorry"

"I'm literally just a few inches shORTER THAN YOU"

⇒ but then again he can't reach the things you need because he's basically almost as short as you

⇒ that's what keeps him in his place hehehe

⇒ also gives you head pats like kaeya but in a more... menacing way

⇒ just... the aura around him 🤠🤠 I'm sure you know what I mean

⇒ he's too prideful about it so make sure you bully him for his height as well

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callmeadin · 1 year

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Hiyaaa i saw tht u need inspo or smth idk

I was thinking maybe scaramouche x reader accidental confession if u want to write that

Dont overwork urself drink water AND EAT!!

a/n --- hi!!! thank you so much for requesting this, this was really fun to write! i kind of got ahead of myself lkdjfhsdkdf. i actually finished this several hours ago but i had to wait until school was out to post this lmao. i hope you like it!!!!

Accidental Confession

scaramouche x gn!reader

pronouns - they/them - not mentioned

warnings - none, really. not proofread, maybe ooc, a smidge of angst, fluff

"you... you what?"

• you didn't know that one of the fatui would find the trashed letter and give it to the sixth harbinger

• you actually weren't planning on giving it to him, ever really

• you just needed to put it into words and on paper

• it's not the first "letter" you've written either; you just always made sure to keep them in a secured place or threw them away

• suppose you shouldn't be throwing them away anymore

luke was leaving one of the rooms given to you after delivering something from your aunt. he didn't find you in there, which was a surprise as you're almost always in there reading or painting. you aren't actually a member of the fatui, and you live with la signora. luke kicked something on his way out of the room.

he looked down to see that he kicked a trash can with the contents spilled. luke felt guilty and started to clean it up. as he was putting the several crumpled up and torn papers, he stopped when he found, what appeared to be, a sealed letter. picking it up, he turned it around to see if it was addressed to anyone only to read the name of the balladeer.

now luke was curious; why would you, one of the nicest people he knows and bickering with the aforementioned harbinger, have a letter written for lord scaramouche? and most importantly, why did you throw it away? regardless, he set it aside to continue cleaning the rest of the trash on the carpeted floor.

when he threw the last thing away, luke grabbed the letter next to him and stood up. he was supposed to go report to la signora that her gift had been delivered, but instead he moved towards lord scaramouche's office.

• at first, scaramouche didn't bother with the odd letter one of the subordinates gave him out of the blue

• but a couple of hours later he looked at it again

• looking closer, not only is it addressed to him of all people, but it's your handwriting

"you write letters?"

• this new found curiosity consumed him

• he was going to open it and read it

• only to be interrupted by tartaglia barging in

• scaramouche didn't get the chance to read what it was that you wrote for the rest of the day

the next few days were busy for the fatui. it was close to midnight and scaramouche was pretty sure that if he was a mortal, he would've been utterly exhausted. however, he was tired from doing so much paperwork and the mission from that day. he sat back in his chair and looking down at the stack of papers with a disdainful look, he sighed heavily. his eyes wander over to the locked drawer on his right, and remembered about your letter.

"i can give myself a break," he said under his breath as he unlocked it and gently grabbed the off-white letter. scaramouche didn't want to crumple it or anything; don't ask him why.

as he carefully cut the top open, he felt... dare he say, nervous. he couldn't figure out why.

"it seems like a lot of the things i've been feeling i can't figure out," exhaling a sigh to steel his nerves, he pulled out the folded piece of paper. "why would you write something to me, anyways?" he scrunched up his face when he heard his voice that just screamed desperate.

• he was too scared to see you the next day, because what if this was all a joke? he doesn't want to get betrayed for the fourth time

• scaramouche didn't last very long without confronting you about the letter

• he needed to know if it was true

there you were, chatting with viktor like there was nothing ever wrong. scaramouche stood there right outside of the open door, not knowing why he just can't interrupt you two. you're gesturing animatedly with a bright look on your face as you talk about a book you just finished. viktor's nodding along until he looks over at the silent third party.

"uh, hey, i don't mean to interrupt you, but i think i should get going," viktor says nervously. you hum and look over to the door and see scaramouche waiting.

"oh, alright," you give him a questioning look, but his expression is undecipherable. you wonder what he wants. as viktor leaves, scaramouche quietly walks in and closes the door, leaving the sound of the harmonic jingles that hang from his hat.

"what's wrong, little fandango man?" you try for a more lighthearted jab and tone.

"why did you write that?"

• you nearly felt your heart drop. but then you told yourself that it wasn't possible, cus you keep all of those unsent letters in a locked place

• but the way he asked that, and the way he's acting,

• but how would he have gotten one of them anyways???

"why... did i write what?" you felt your anxiety spike, your heartbeat increasing tenfold. out of the corner of your eye, you saw your trash can that was still filled with papers. it was by the door. it was supposed to be next to your small desk in the corner of the room. and you sure as hell don't see the last letter you wrote in there. your entire body grew cold.

"don't-"

"scara, i don't think you were supposed to read that."

his face scrunched up unpleasantly, though you suppose in a different circumstance you'd think it cute. "then why did one of la signora's subordinates hand me a letter, with my name written on it, and said that it was from you?" his tone became harsher, but not colder. he almost... sounded desperate.

you finally make yourself look at him, "i threw that away because i was scared of you seeing it," you said flatly. "you weren't supposed to ever see that, or read it, or know anything about that-"

"so is it true, then?" he cut you off.

"i," you hesitate, but with the way that scaramouche is looking at you, it might be better if you just tell him yourself. "yes, it is." you swallow. with more confidence, "yeah, i do love you."

• you can't tell if he looks devastated or happy, maybe both

• he takes off his hat so he can walk towards you

• he just leans against you without saying anything

• you allow yourself to card your fingers through his hair, finally confirming that it is as soft as it looks

• you two stay like that for a while, not saying anything

"why?"

"hmm, you read it, didn't you? believe it or not, i have more that i haven't thrown away," he immediately raises his head and asks,

"you what," you feel your face heat up.

"yeah, i do," you laugh softly.

your faces are pretty close, and so you do something that you weren't planning originally. as quick as lightning, you peck him on the lips. almost before you can, his entire face becomes red and he hides it behind his hands. the sight is absolutely adorable to you, and you laugh wholeheartedly.

scaramouche thinks your laugh is the most pleasant sound he has ever been graced with.

#genshin impact x reader #scaramouche x reader #balladeer x reader #wanderer x reader #x reader #gender neutral reader #genshin impact #scramouche #GAH i hope this was okay

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realm-of-rosie · 1 year

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💭 one sided regrets !!

[ angst, no comfort, red flag characters + emotionally constipated characters, toxic relation / situation-ships, break-ups no make-ups, arguing ]

i. genshin impact [ dottore, alhaitham, scaramouche, and the ways they wished it wasn't like this. ]

ii. angst with no comfort

iii. blog rules | masterlist

iv. i do not stan this level of toxic in real life relationships 😭 *crushes on red flags and red flags only irl*

[ dottore ]

"come on pet," his voice sends a shiver down your spine and not in a good way, "don't you want to make me happy?"

you twist your head to face the man that had his head on your shoulder, his hands dangling a vial of a luminescent liquid in front of your face, and with tears in your eyes, you shake your head, "not like this dottore,"

the Doctor frowns, curling his fingers around the vial and turning his back to you, "what a shame, and here i thought you would do anything for me because you loved me, i suppose i was wrong,"

"i do love you!" you insist.

"and yet you won't do this small thing for me, a little favor for your friend, is that not normal?"

"of course it's normal-"

"and you won't do it? is it not ok for me to ask you-"

"of course it's ok!" you scoff, stomping closer to him, "and it was fine the first few times ok? because you're my friend! but now..." you sigh, breaking eye contact, "this -" you gesture between the both of you "- isn't healthy,"

"and why is that?" he pulls off his mask to reveal his face, eyebrow raised, "why isn't this healthy?"

"you know how i feel about you," your lip quivers, "you know that i admire you in ways that exceed friendship, that i love you, and i know that you don't love me and yet i would do anything if it means i get to be with you, but..."

"but what?" dottore grips your chin, forcing you to look at him, his lips an inch away from yours, "whatever is the matter pet? why do you think i don't love you?"

"don't do that,"

"do what?"

"make me feel guilty,"

"i'm not doing anything,"

you exhale sharply, pulling your face from his grasp, "no," you shake your head, backing away from him, "this isn't ok, ok? if we're truly friends, then this isn't a friendship i want. i don't want a friendship - or relationship of any kind - that i have to second-guess where i stand in the relationship, i don't deserve to walk around eggshells when i'm with you because i don't know if you'll treat me like i'm a fragile little thing or if you'll pretend i'm not there!"

"darling, you're being irrational-"

"stop it," you hiss as you wipe the tears of frustration trickling down your face, "stop this game you're playing, because i don't want to play it anymore,"

dottore only watches as you rush out of the cold darkened room he calls his laboratory, a smirk playing on his lips as he slipped on his mask because he knew you'd come crawling back to him. a small part of his heart - or whatever was left of it, if anything - tugged at him, saying what if you didn't come back anymore, and he frowns.

of course you'd come back, you just had to.

[ alhaitham ]

"oh, so now you want to listen to what i have to say? when i'm about to walk out of the door and out of your life?"

"you never talk to me otherwise!"

"excuse me?" you seethe, turning around to harshly jab your finger in his chest, "you never listen,"

"i do listen-"

"liar," you spit angrily, voice shaky, body trembling from the anger building and building up inside you, eyes welling up with tears. at that moment, you didn't care if you looked pathetic, in your mind, how you looked now was incomparable how you looked when you would chase after him, silently begging for even just an ounce of his attention only to be disappointed beyond belief when he once again said no. no amount of wishing pleading to him or to the archons would make him as much as glance at you.

alhaitham, on the other hand, stands still, shocked as he watches you release every bit of frustration collected over the months of your relationship, his hands twitched to find purchase on your shoulder to at least attempt to comfort you but you recoiled from his touch. but he is a stubborn man, and he still tried to reach for you despite how you tried to add distance between you both. however he did stop when he heard you speak again.

"i hate you," you sniffle, "i hate how you make me feel,"

as he soaked in the words, feeling them sink deep into his bones, wounding tightly around his heart, he didn't stop you from walking out of the door.

[ scaramouche ]

"loving you," you inhale sharply, shaking your head, "hurts,"

scaramouche stares at you blankly.

"loving you wasn't hard because you know what? it wasn't hard to find something to love about you because i love everything about you, and i sure as hell don't regret loving you but it hurts so fucking much,"

"what are you blabbing on about now?" he drawls, perfectly masking how he truly felt inside.

to you, how he never knew that you truly, genuinely loved him remained a mystery to you, but if the man did know, well, he was doing a perfectly wonderful job of acting as though he didn't care at all.

truth be told, he did know, he just didn't believe it.

you shook your head with a smile of disbelief, your lips pursed together, "you wouldn't believe me if i told you,"

"well, you brought it up, might as well spit it out," he turns back to face the city of inazuma as the homes scattered across ritou light up under the setting sun.

it's quiet after that, save for the crickets chirping somewhere in the shrubbery surrounding you both.

"are you going to say something or not?" the irritation evident in scaramouche's voice.

"i..." you stare longingly at his back and your mind is overloaded with all the possibilities that could come following your confession, "i love you, scaramouche,"

again, the crickets fill the air between you both.

"no, you don't," he says quietly, uncharacteristic for him.

"see," you huff, a smidge of frustration escaping in the tone you had, "i told you you wouldn't believe me,"

"instead of chastising me, blame yourself for bringing it up in the first place," scaramouche twirls around to face you, glaring harshly and you stumble backwards, "so what if you love me? do you really think i'm capable of loving? of loving...you?"

something in his eyes change as he says you, and the way he says it sounds almost painful. was it pain? disgust? despair? there was truely no way to find out.

"don't follow me," he says quietly, so quietly that you almost missed it, and there was nothing else you could do but whisper a goodbye into the wind, hoping that the breeze would carry it safely to him.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact angst #genshin angst #dottore x reader #scaramouche x reader #balladeer x reader #al haitam x reader #alhaitham x reader

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an-emovision · 1 year

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𝓒𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼 - 𝓢𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱𝓮

A/N: Scaramouche brainrot has been HEAVY lately, lord have merthy Warning(s): Scara being a mean lil munchkin<3 ——————•°•✿•°•——————••——————•°•✿•°•—————— ❀- Yum ❀- Unlike Wanderer hes an asshole just to be an asshole ❀- He loves you sure but that doesnt mean you're equals in his eyes ❀- You're beneath him (Literally and figuratively) whether you're his lover or not ❀- you started out as a simple assistant meant to accompany him for his departures, bring him his paper work, help him fill out said paper work, bring him coffee and so on ❀- Eventually you worked up the courage to confess to him, not a clue in the fuckin world on how you managed to do that but you did ❀- He couldn't say he was shocked, he is perfect after all, meant to be a vessel for a gnosis just a half a step away from being a god really ❀- You were almost sure he was going to kill you on the spot but because you're so "Adorably pathetic" he decided to give you a shot ❀- And so your relationship with the Balladeer began ❀- It wasn't really any different then just being his assistant, he just tolerated your presence slightly more then usual ❀- You were happy just to be with him, and to still be alive of course. ❀- He also forced you to move into his quarters, well "forced" he told you you were going to and like a fool you blindly agreed with a little love struck grin across your face ❀- Though it didn't really matter if you agreed or not because he told you to ❀- His room was pretty, adorned with Inazuman decor with red and purple hues ❀- "You'll sleep in the bed" he told you, arms crossed as he watched you sort your belongings into the space he gave you. You looked at him with raised eyebrows as if to say 'With you?' ❀- "Yes with me idiot now hurry up, i have things to do" With a dismissive wave of his hand he was turning to leave the room and as always you were expected to follow ❀- He wouldn't feel the need to touch you in any way until later on in the relationship ❀- he'd grab your face to make you look at him as he gave you orders, after making sure you understood what you were to do he'd kiss you ❀- "I have to make sure you understand sweetheart, i know its hard to retain information in that empty little head of yours" He'd say, a condescending smile adoring his porcelain features ——————•°•✿•°•——————••——————•°•✿•°•——————

𝐹𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉!

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aestherin · 1 month

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KEEP MY HEART

goal 21: available for sale

one of my favs for sure HAHAHA i've been waiting to write this chapter ever since i outlined my ideas 😭 also apologies for the long wait :>

also how are you guys? i hope y'all are doing well :))

KEEP MY HEART — scara x reader smau

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genshin-scenarios · 1 year

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Adopt a Wanderer: Introduction [Part 1]

Summary: By which you’re going about your normal day irl, and a certain character from genshin gets isekaied into your world. (The rest will be explained as you read!)

Note: This is meant to be a found-family series with Scaramouche, who you address as Kuni in this AU! Mostly meant to be interpreted as platonic. (Any romance will probably be in a sequel, so at most he’d just develop a puppy-crush on you that doesn’t go anywhere in the current series.)

If you like the idea of ‘pre-betrayals Scaramouche’, this AU might be for you! 💜

>> Part 2

When a person you’ve only seen inside of a video game suddenly appears before you in-real-life, you’re understandably confused and in slight denial about what’s happening right now.

On your way to get groceries, you came across a familiar-looking figure wandering the area outside of your home. Upon closer inspection you realized that it looked like a character from a game you played - and most importantly, he didn’t look like just any elaborate cosplayer, but was observing the darkened neighborhood with a sort of intrigue and wonder too genuine to ignore.

How could you have left him, clutching a golden plume to his chest as he walked, alone when it was about to get dark out?

“I’m dreaming, right?” You mutter to yourself while you paced around your living room; luckily, you’ve just moved into a new place and have no roommate - but with Scaramouche standing in the corner right now, arms crossed as he watches you have a breakdown - your home suddenly feels much smaller than it is. Or maybe it’s your urge to run out of the door as if he was some creature instead of a person. “I’m dreaming. You’re not real.”

“I…” Scaramouche– No, Wanderer? Or Kunikuzushi, based on his outfit that matched the one you watched in his backstory cutscene weeks ago; for a game. That’s entirely fictional. He looks up at you, concerned about your obvious panic but also slightly hurt that you seemed to be avoiding him. “Thank you for giving me shelter, but… If you’re afraid of me, I won’t be offended if you ask me to leave.”

His indigo eyes avert their gaze to the side, trying not to startle you further. Despite everything, the sight of him like this softens your heart just enough to calm yourself down. “Sorry, I’m just… I was really surprised to see you there. You looked really familiar, and you turned out to be lost, so–” You stop yourself from rambling, reminding yourself that even if this was a character that just came out of another world, they might not be the same person that you know of. “Could you tell me about yourself? And where you came from?”

Seeing hesitation flicker across his face, you give him a smile and walk to your kitchen to boil some water. “Why don’t we talk about this over tea?“ When he nods, you gesture for him to follow. “You can come watch if you want. It’d be pretty boring to just wait over there.”

When he does join you and trail after your steps, you smile despite yourself, noting how graceful his movements are even from a simple action like this. After the tea is done and you both settle down at your dining table, you pick up a pen and paper, writing the name you’ve decided to call him at the very top.

“Alright, Kuni.” You try to sound as positive as possible, keeping your nerves buried for his sake. When he’d told you that he didn’t have a name, theories already began swimming through your mind. “You can start now - I’ll hear you out even if it might sound a little crazy, so go ahead!” Considering how he’s here in the first place, your expectations for the norm are completely gone.

After a moment of sorting out his thoughts, Kuni divulges a summary of his history before he got here:

He was left at a pavilion by his mother.

He mostly lived within that place for a while, before wandering out to explore more of what was outside.

He had no name, but the land he was born in was Inazuma, the nation of eternity.

No, he has not befriended anyone specific since exploring outside. You’re the first person that he’s become this familiar with– in the sense of entering their abode and all. Everyone else remained at a point of conversing outside before they went home.

After he fell asleep one day, he woke up in the park nearby (in your world), and wandered around a little before running into you.

From what you could tell, this meant that the Scaramouche– No, Kuni that you knew right now, had not experienced any of his backstory yet.

Which means… The boy that stands before you now, curiously observing the interior of your home, had not suffered the worst of his lore.

For an overwhelmingly unknown reason, this knowledge makes your heart ache. And seeing as neither of you knew of a way to send him back to his world, all you could do for now was…

“If you’re alright with it, you could live with me?” You blurt out, before catching yourself to elaborate quickly. “Not necessarily as a permanent thing! Just until we figure out how to get you home.”

Something lights up in his eyes - close to hope. “Are you alright with that?” You’ll accept me?

“Of course!” You reach out your hand for him to shake, giving him an encouraging nod. “I can’t promise to provide the best since I’m just living alone right now, but I can at least afford to let you stay for a while.”

“I– I’ll help out in any way I can!” He wraps your hand in both of his as he gives you that promise. “As long as it’s within my ability… I don’t know much, but I can learn in order to lessen your burden.”

Is this really the same guy that insults and glares at people in the game? “I’ll be counting on you, then.” You smile - genuinely, for the first time tonight. You’re not sure why, but seeing Kuni like this makes you want to cheer him on. “Let’s take care of each other, alright?”

Once a puppet that shed tears upon its making - Kuni experiences a warm, wholehearted elation for the first time. Weeks later, he finds words befitting of the emotion; joy, gratitude, hope.

>> Part 2

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genderfluid-insomniac · 5 months

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how about scara and reader secretly likes each other but they don't admit it then scara does smth that made reader upset so scara makes it up for reader by eating her out in his office 💯💯💯🔥🔥😈😈💪💪

I'm sorry if I got this wrong 😅

I’m in love with the way you hate me /// Fatui!Scaramouche x afab!reader NFSW

Traveling with the famous outland had its perks but it also had its downsides and one of them was constantly bumping into Fatui camps. Every time you go to make camp for the night, you go for a walk for some local fruit only to be grabbed by skirmishers for “trespassing” and brought to the harbinger or boss at the camp. Call it fate or the universe because almost every time you met the harbinger running to camp it was always Scaramouche the Balladeer however after the first two meetings you both began to make snide remarks that eventually led up to a secret budding relationship or at least favoritism on Scaramouche’s part.

He looked forward to your meet-ups since it wasn’t planned and it gave him a bit of a thrill that he was so close to someone he was technically supposed to apprehend and kill. Part of Scaramouche feared you would leave him and put your journey above him which was indeed valid, being able to track you via adventures in the city and being sent to follow the traveler. However one of those meet-ups went a bit wrong as some of the old soldiers that’d seen you before decided their boss wasn’t being as harsh as he should be and put it on themselves to teach you a lesson.

After being kicked and beaten they brought you in and tossed you on the wood flooring of the Balladeer’s office, not caring about you or your whimper you let out and addressing their harbinger. “Lord Harbinger, we found this trespasser spying again on the camp. We thought you’d like to deal with them personally.” Scaramouche looked up with a bored expression and as soon as he saw you all bruised and cut up saw red, slamming his fists against his desk accidentally causing burn marks with his electro abilities and harshly glaring at his pathetic soldiers. “You dare take it upon yourself to give your own orders and deal punishments without my command. I wonder why I have to do everything myself but then I remember my soldiers are all idiotic blind weaklings!” He walked around his desk and got in front of you who was still groaning and trying to not cry from your injuries. “I’ll deal with the rest of you later and be grateful I’m not killing you on the spot now! Leave me and go.”

Sending cold glares that caused them all the freeze before hurrying out and leaving the two of you alone. Once he was sure they were gone Scaramouche locked the door and knelt in front of you, bringing your chin up and clicking his tongue at the damage they’d done to you. “I apologize for my pathetic soldiers for harming you. Let me tend to those injuries.” Grabbing a first aid kit and allowing himself to be soft behind closed doors knowing you’d been through a tough ordeal, cleaning the cuts and bandaging your injuries. The balladeer cupped your face and saw your teary eyes all red, pressing a light kiss to your lips and picking you up carefully before setting you down on top of his desk.

“Let me make it up to you, Name.” You nodded and weakly wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him close between your legs and kissing him sweetly. Humming contently when your lover gently caressed your body like it was glass and breaking the kiss to gasp in air, a heavy blush painting your cheeks as you caught your breath and saw his smug grin. “How I’d love for the world to see how you’re mine and mine alone but that’s a privilege just for me. All flushed and panting ready for me to take you.” He slowly took off your clothes and helped undress your lower half, trailing kisses and hickeys up your legs before finally reaching your cunt.

Licking a long stripe up your pussy and reveling in the lewd cries you made, teasingly kissing your clit and prodding your hole with his tongue. “Scara stop teasing- mhmn~ You said you’d make it up to me.” You looked at the erotic sight of him kneeling in front of you bare and ready to eat you out, carding your fingers through his hair and pleading. Scaramouche pretended to think for a moment and hum, rubbing circles on your inner thigh. “Hm, I guess I could give you a break just for tonight.” Wasting no time and plunging his tongue into your pussy, thumbing your clit, and wrapping his arms around your waist so you could pull away from him. You grip his hair and try to roll your hips, wanting to push his face deeper into your pussy.

It wasn’t long before you reached your climax and toppled over the edge when the balladeer pushed against your G-spot, humming to send vibrations through you and eagerly licking up all your cum dripping from your cunt. He eased you through your orgasm and sweetly kissed your thigh, standing up and leaning his forehead against yours. “I’ll run a bath for you beloved and then I’ll deal with those bastards for daring to harm what's mine.”

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ryuryuryuyurboat · 7 months

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RIRI. i SPECIFICALLY said no lyney angst. ever. for as long as your tumblr shall live. the little pookie wookie cutie sunshine munchkin muffin bear is in love with us returns our love do you understand😡 for legal reasons and so that i dont get judged hard by the people behind me on the train this is purely a joke. but you know WHAT ISNT A JOKE RIRI IT'S MY HEART SHATTERING. absolutely unbelievable. i demand compensation. fluff where lyney accepts confession. and an apology letter. 500 words. (hugs u)

i hate that i know EXACTLY who you are. what's with the hug did you burn the kitchen down again– anyway, here's my apology. love u!

last kiss

synopsis: if you go, can i go with you? if you leave me, can i leave me too?

genre: angst. no comfort.

characters: wanderer x gn! reader

warnings: established relationship, reader referred to in 2nd pov, written from wanderer's pov, mentions of wanderer’s birth name, reader gets amnesia, wanderer a little ooc maybe

a/n: i spent so long writing and re-writing this i will actually cry if people don't like this (no pressure though) mwah :3 likes, reblogs and comments highly appreciated!! it helps a lot :>

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he remembers.

kunikuzushi remembers your first meeting, clear as day. the wonder in your irises as you reach out for his hand, the way you cupped his porcelain face in your hands, running your hands through his indigo locks. he remembers when he accidentally let his feelings slip, freezing up in fear of your reaction– he remembers your light laugh, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to his forehead.

the balladeer remembers your disappointed look when he comes home to tell you he’s made his decision. you turn and go straight into the kitchen without another word, and the weight of silence has never been so heavy. and yet, as you set the table for dinner, you ask when the ship for snezhnaya will leave. he remembers all too well how you stopped right before boarding the ship, turned back to glare at him, and say your decision to follow him still didn’t mean you agreed with his. and when he fell from the shouki no kami after failing to replace lesser lord kusanali as sumeru’s god, he remembers you rushing forward to try and catch him in your arms to soften the impact.

the wanderer remembers those 2am walks to puspa café, pinkie linked with yours, because you craved some hot food and didn’t want it home-cooked. he remembers those cold nights with you– the rain’s symphony muffled in the background as you move in closer to embrace him tighter under the shared covers, him reluctantly humming you back to sleep.

he remembers that time you got abducted by fatui agents– any mere mortal would have gone insane from their cruel treatment, and yet, you became the one driving your abductors nuts. he found you with your back facing him as you wield your sword, your chest heaving as you take deep breaths. he remembers how he couldn’t help but let a tear slip as he runs forward to hold you tight, murmuring apologies into the crook of your neck, all the while wondering where you got that much strength from. and he remembers the way you turned around to embrace him, a rare fire in your eyes as you told him those words he wishes he could have imprinted on his skin: “i’m your heart after all, aren’t i? i can’t just go dying on you when you’re not ready to go!”

the wanderer still remembers that promise you once made at 1:58am in the morning, that sweet moment you both shared, the moon being the only witness to your soft declaration of love.

the wanderer remembers that fateful day he found you unconscious in a withering zone, your body bruised and battered— presumably from fighting enemies. he’s grumbling all the way home with you in his arms about how clumsy and bothersome you are, even as he gently cleans your face from the dirt. he refuses to leave your bedside for a single second in fear that you might awake all alone. but he was the one left all alone.

he hates it.

he hates that he remembers.

and you don’t.

he hates seeing that blank stare you give him as you tell him you have no idea what he’s harping on about. he hates that even after months and months of trying, even with lesser lord kusanali’s advice, you still remember nothing. he especially hates that apologetic smile you gave him as you tell him you don’t love him back. because you did. once. and you made a promise never to leave his side as long as your heart beat. once.

but you don’t remember, do you?

your explanation that you don’t want to continue leading him on because you just don’t feel the same completely shatters him. he has no right to force you to stay, either. not after everything you did for him. but he’s always been selfish, hasn’t he? so he asks you. he asks you for one last kiss so he can keep you in his fond memories. your eyes soften as you mutter an “oh, kuni.” (he insisted you stick to the name that always hung on your lips.) he tries not to show any emotion as you pull him into a tight hug, pressing your lips to his forehead. he tries to smile as he waves you goodbye, because he wants your last memory of him to be a good one. and he tries damn hard not to cry as he slides down the now-closed door of the house you once shared, head in his hands, knowing you’ve forgotten everything as easily as you breathed.

you’re his fourth betrayal. he hates that he has to remember that for the rest of his sorry, miserable life.

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