#scara doesnt even get to name Himself!!!!!!!

[dreampearls]

It's so indicative of the quality of genshins writing when you're holding up collei next to scara and are forced to realize that literally Neither of their writing is actually good at all

#like collei is kind of just a case of being entirely neglected #in addition to being punched left and right by the worlds most evil writing decisions (''cured'' her disability; barred her from most #of the plots action under the pretense of said disability) #and then you have scara during the interlude chapter specifically #where all the actual writing and character development that Should have gone into him struggling to parse the reality of niwas ''betrayal'' #and in general confronting his intense self loathing #got conveniently shoved under the rug . Bcos irminsul #a lot of what should have been actual Written Development was flattened and forced into their retconification beam!!! #and despite this scara is still actually treated more as a characfer in comparison to collei LOL #its very ironic how so much kf their respective character arcs center around the struggle to find their own agency/humanity/justification #for existing #only for the games actual writing to continually deprive them of their own agency #scara doesnt even get to name Himself!!!!!!! #ramblings #colleiction

[figgrrr0]

Hii im new here! Found your blog by chance and I love how you write! Would you be able to write wanderer x jealous!reader on valentines day? Lets say Wanderer has got a lot of admirers from the akademiya and reader is just silently furious abt it but doesnt say anything. When Wanderer finds out he fucks them nicely and praise them/ reassures them <333

Apparently I struggle to do angry jealousy, I just make it sad... but it's light this time! And soft.

Also it feels so weird writing Wanderer as a name??

Want to skip the lead up? Look for the NSFW sign that marks the smut!

Valentine's with Wanderer

Character: Top!Wanderer/Scaramouche

Reader: Bottom!Gn // Genre: Smut, angst

Cw: Classic Scara misunderstandings, praise/reassurance, fingering, soft sex, slight angst(?) it's more hinted I guess

Plot: A little // Word count: 1.9k

Valentine's Day: a day of love, gifts, and showing appreciation for your partner.

Usually, everyone tries to take the day off, freeing up their schedule so that they can focus entirely on the occasion, however it may be that they want to spend it. Which is why you were quite surprised to find yourself alone in bed when you woke up in the morning.

Now, that's not when you started feeling doubt. After all, maybe Wanderer, your boyfriend of the past few months, was in the kitchen. Breakfast in bed is a traditional start to Valentine's Day, and an easy way to get in anyone's good books. But, when you heard nothing after a few minutes of waiting, – no clanking of cutlery or slamming of cabinets – you just had to go see where he was.

Unluckily for you, all you could find was a little note, hastily sprawled and left waiting on the counter:

"I'll be gone for a while, don't wait up for me. I left you some breakfast in the cupboard, it might need heating up if you stay in bed too long, but that's not my fault...

–Happy Valentine's Day."

As usual, his handwriting is kind of hard to read; quick and messy. But, at least he did technically make you breakfast, even if he also alluded to you being lazy.

However, what most takes your attention, is the blotch of ink that splattered right at the end of "fault". It was as if he were hesitating to let go, to pick up the pen and leave it at that.

Which is why you felt oddly warm at the fact that the last part was perfectly legible and obviously had been written slower than the rest.

Even though you know Wanderer isn't particularly fond of outright expressing his feelings, you thought that surely, today of all days, he could push aside his own pride for you. Even just a little. Maybe that was too high of an expectation. His ambitions never let him take a break, so why would he take one for a made-up holiday?

Well... at least he's aware enough of your excitement for the day to acknowledge it first thing in the morning, even if he wasn't there to actually say it.

But, you knew that with Wanderer, everything would be awkward and touchy the first time around. You had to move slowly. Baby steps, you remind yourself, as you head back to your shared room to start getting ready.

It's only the start of the day.

...

You wish it weren't Valentine's Day.

Every street was lined with couples, each and every one of them holding hands, carrying flowers... things that you should be doing with your boyfriend right now.

And it didn't help that you felt like everyone was judging you for being alone, especially when most of them likely knew who you were dating. It's not like you hadn't seen them staring before now.

You couldn't blame them, really. Wanderer had shown up in Sumeru suddenly and didn't feel especially inclined to explain himself, so of course people would be curious. You just didn't like the way that their eyes would... linger after him. Even when you were there! And on the rare day that Wanderer was comfortable enough to let you hold onto him in public, the admiring stares turned to full-blown jealousy.

Now, what was wrong with that? Shouldn't that be an ego boost for you? You'd thought so too, at first. But then you realised that just meant they'd want to try and steal him from you.

You thought you could put up with it at first. After all, you knew that Wanderer wouldn't stand for anyone else touching him or getting in his way other than you. You trusted him just fine. You didn't trust the average Akademiya goer, though. They all seemed to think they were entitled to have whatever – or whoever – they wanted, just because they'd gotten into the prestigious school at all.

You'd tried to bring up your concerns to Wanderer about the whispers going around and the jealous looks you'd get when walking through the streets or halls of the Akademiya. Almost instantaneously, he shut down your complaints, finding the words so easily that it almost felt as though he hadn't even tried.

"Tch... they're annoying and only want to waste our time. Just ignore them like I do."

That response was actually exactly what you'd expected to hear, and while you were grateful for his straightforward answer, you'd wanted a more... passionate outcome. Something to show he cared.

That definitely isn't what you got, considering he didn't even look at you when he said it.

After that, you didn't want to bring up the same problem again. Especially not on Valentines Day, even though he'll probably come home having been confessed to over twenty times in the past hour alone. Okay, maybe you were over-exaggerating a little, but it really didn't feel like it to you. Plus, it's the day of love! You're allowed a little leeway for feeling paranoid, right?

Maybe this evening will be better, when Wanderer finally comes come.

...

As you walk through the door, you're instantly met with a faint smell that you recognised to be the lavender lemongrass scented candles that you kept around the house. Of course, this clued you in to the fact that Wanderer must already be home. But what solidified this, was that when you walked through the doorway, there he was, waiting for you standing next to a vase of beautifully arranged flowers. It was mainly made up of your favourite flower, along with some of the famous Valentine's flowers as well, such as roses, carnations, and even some daisies.

Most likely, it was thought up by the florist that he went to. But at least he knew your favourite flower, as well as followed the tradition of buying them for you at all.

Often times, it was unusual for him to initiate physical touch with you; even though he was comfortable with you, he still just wasn't used to it yet. Tonight, however, he seemed to have no trouble in walking right up to you, taking your hand to guide you into the living room, where you could both just relax in each other's company. The calming lavender lemongrass candles eased your mood quite well, and you were happy that your Wanderer had really tried for Valentine's day.

...

You had a lovely evening with your boyfriend, cuddling on the couch as you spoke in hushed voices about anything and everything (even if he was slightly apprehensive to start), the lovely atmosphere of romantic music quietly flooding through from the street.

And even though it had felt perfect, as you get ready to retire for the night, the candles having gone out a while ago, you can't help but feel the uncertainty from before start to overtake your thoughts again.

Resigning yourself to forget about it, you get into your side of the bed, your Wanderer already having been waiting for you to return. But he can tell that something in your mood has changed almost as soon as he lays his eyes on you again.

"What's wrong?"

"... Nothing."

He leans forward, showing his engagement. "Bullshit. If you don't tell me, there's nothing I can do to help you get over it."

"I just... those people from the Akademiya... they're still bothering me." You look down at your hands.

He sighs, closing his eyes for a second, "I've told you to just ignore them. There's nothing I can do to control how people think of you, or me, or us."

"I can't just ignore them!" You whine, "They're always looking at us when we're together... it's making me worried..."

At that, he looks over at you, his eyes scrunching as he thinks your words over. "Worried about what?"

Not sure how to say it, you move yourself to lay against him. Your back is pressed to his chest now, and the feeling of his warm breath on your neck helps to soothe your thoughts just enough for you to find the words:

"...I don't want them to take you from me..."

Now, it's Wanderer's turn to be silent. Now, he realises the mistake he'd made in telling you to just ignore those insignificant people; by ignoring the problem himself, he'd made you focus on it more. Of course you'd be feeling worried about this, he'd shut it down the first time you'd tried bringing it up.

You didn't need to just forget about it. You needed to work through it so that you could forget about it.

After almost a minute of tense silence, you're surprised when you feel his lips press gently to the back of your neck, accompanied moments later by his arm curling around you, pulling you ever closer against him. His hand rests over the place where your heart rests, while the other intertwines your fingers with his against your stomach, as if caging in the butterflies that start to flutter.

"Allow me to try again..." He presses a kiss to your ear before speaking again, "you don't need to think about them, or what I think about them." The hand on your heart shifts to cup your chest, your breath wavering when his hand brushes over your hardening nipples. "Because I'll never want anyone but you."

Then, the night is almost a blur.

Wanderer sneakily pulls a bottle of rose scented lube from under the pillow, liberally gathering some as he starts to stretch you out on his fingers. The scent slowly fills the room, intoxicating you on the heady fragrance, allowing it to pull you deeper into the moment.

He steadily pushes his fingers against the sensitive bundle of nerves inside of you, never slowing until after you've cum around his lubed up digits. Your hand finds purchase with the one on your chest, tightening your grip around him as you come down from the residual high.

He's whispering short encouragements to you while you collect your breath, the moans you'd been letting out dying on your tongue. Wanderer slowly lifts your leg, allowing him to guide his hard cock to finally, finally press against your hole, not making you wait to feel him as the slowly pushes in.

You don't need to adjust much, the lube and his attentive fingers having done the work well enough that only the comforting sensation of being full registers in your core. He starts thrusting when you signal that you're ready, his pace is easy and the power behind his hips is controlled enough to pull a soft moan from you with each stroke. It's different from what you're used to, but it's good. So good. And what makes it better is the hushed and stuttered, "I love you," and, "You're the only one that matters," that gets breathed into your shoulder as you both approach your shared climax.

The next morning, you wake up to find your Wanderer exactly where he ended last night; right next to you in your bed. You close your eyes contentedly, knowing you'll never have to worry about him being taken from you.

He's your Wanderer.

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[kuni-is-daddy]

Going on a date.

Boss scara X bodyguard female reader

Fluff(Smut if you count kuni being touchy and horni)

Thank you for 130 followers! :)

Scara fic list. Part 1 of boss scara

1.21k words.

"But besides that ill keep this letter short for you Kuzushi', Ive heard word from Miko while i resided in tenshukaku about the wonderful things you've been doing for the Gakaden company, I truly am proud of you, and I hope you can continue to bring glory to our bloodline. Your aunt Makoto would be proud of you as well-"

The letter continued but Kuni couldn't be bothered to read the rest. Closing the lavender smelling letter within its envelope and resting his head against the window of the car. Could it be his coldness? He thought. Something about the letter just felt too good to be true. His mother never was that kind nor even asked about his personal life so why now? It felt as if his heart began to sink in his chest. But that feeling resided once he was tuned out his emotional daze by your smooth voice. "My lord- I mean kuni, we've arrived at Komore teahouse." You turned your head to look at him in the rearview mirror as he sighed and adjusted his tie. "Alright..Just pull over here."

Your routine remained the same. Always getting out of the car before your lord and doing a perimeter check of your surroundings. Dates are rare with scara even though you two practically spend every second together, its morally because he has to maintain the shoguns army from the shadows along with the gakaden company. Yet his creator is 'so busy dealing with inazuma.' So you wore a Kimono in honor of your Lords culture since this was so rare. And god did he love it. Scara would undress you with his eyes when he'd watch you walk around and open the door for him to get out the car. Looking you up and down while opening it. "Shit you look good..Say..How about we skip this and go back to the penthouse?" He said while whispering into your ear and trailing his hands along your waist. "N-No Kuni- you spent alot of money on our date! you're just going to have to wait master." And there he goes getting riled up, He loved when you talked back, either to punish you for it or just get turned on even more. "Oh yeah? What if master doesnt want to wait? Your gonna help me out like a good girl?" From that point your just flat out BLUSHING. You want to walk away out of embarrassment but try to stay formal as possible because of your job being his bodyguard. Meanwhile kuni is enjoying every second of teasing you. Even daydreaming about taking off ever piece of clothing your wearing and making you scream out his name. From the way your delicate hips swayed with the bow as you opened the door to the teahouse, To the badass way you'd sheath your signature weapon when you sensed danger just for him.

He walked towards you already fangirling over the luxurious spot he chose out himself for you to dine at with a beautiful balcony view of Inazuma's sunset. "This is AMAZING KUNI! We can walk out and feel the nice breeze and OOO. WE CAN TAKE SELFIES TOGETHER!!" You paced around the room like a child in a candy store while kuni gave a light smile at your childish reaction as he settled the payments again for your day out. "Ahem. Excuse me, Lord Scaramouche?" kuni reluctantly shifted his attention towards the servant. "Yeah? What do you want?" "I- sorry, I was just asking. Is this on official business with My Lord Kamisato? If so ill inform him right away and-" kuni cut him off and looked at the young servant with a purple glow in his eyes. "Hah. You think id waste this much time and mora on that Yashiro rascal? The audacity to even ask me that." the servant began to stutter "My apologies lord scaramouche ill-" "Go make yourself useful and fetch some tea for me. Get out of my sight."

Kuni took off his jacket and sat across you. Resting against the back of the chair with his hands in his pocket and observing how you looked out towards the sunset. "Dont think anyone's gonna try to attack me through 'the sun' Y/n." You looked at him and sighed. "Kuni...He's just doing his job, Why do you have to pick fights with everyone when we go out." "Hah. Picking fights? You make it sound like im a child, pet. I wasn't the one just fawning over a fancy room now was i? Even though you we're kinda cute doing it." he smirked as you blushed at his words. Resting your hands on your thighs over the suggestive nickname he had for you.

Throughout the date it would mostly be you initiating the conversations, Kuni didnt mind silence since he wasnt a really 'talkative person' ever since his mom left but with you it was so much different. Even though it looked like he didnt care, He was interested in anything you talked about even if it was something as mundane like your daily schedule or stories about your past experiences in natlan. Sometimes he'd even say things that would contradict what you'd say or believe in just to get a reaction out of you that would warm his cold little heart.

After finishing your meal, the both of you sat at the balcony watching the moon rise into the sky. "This is the part where you usually say 'finaLly aNOther boRing day drawing to a close." You'd mumble to him and laugh. But he'd have a completely different reaction. Raising his eyebrows then turning to look at the stars again. "Actually. I wish this day wasnt over yet. Wouldnt mind staying here with you if it meant it wouldn't." You give a shocked reaction at his shift in tone. Looking down to see his smooth fingers intertwined with yours. When you looked back up towards him, Kuni smashed his lips against yours. Trailing his hands under your kimono while hearing you moan out his name as you tried to catch your breath. "Hah..Kuni-mm Love you~" he parted the kiss, shifting his attention towards you neck as you leaned back in on the bench. "Say that louder for me baby." He said while biting and sucking on your neck. "Kuni~ I love you~ Mmm id do anything for you~" You tugged on his tie, Drawing his perked body closer to yours. "There's my good girl." He pulled away, leaving a hickey on your neck then Cupping your face in the palm of his hand to see your already wrecked expression while the dim light of the moon rested against the both of you.

As the night went on you sank into his embrace. Letting the steady beat in his chest and the smell of his cologne put you in a deep feeling of comfort. "Hey..Y/n.. i Love you. I know im..Not a saint but.. Im hard on everyone including myself, that's just how I am and I wouldnt ever hurt you-" Kuni then looked down to see you fast asleep on his shoulder. Ugh didnt the same thing happened before when you two visited the abyss? The pained feeling in his chest in his chest began to happen again making him give a confused look. He wasnt reading his moms letter nor did he think about her in the moment. He use to despise these emotions, Deeming them as a sign of weakness and the reason why his mom abandoned him..but at the same time she gifted him with a dynasty, The gakaden company. Along with meeting you. These feelings of his was like a double-edged sword. But he didnt care anymore or want to question it. He just wanted you, and this wonderful night to never end.

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[smilingangel582]

Hey hey hey... I wanna bully our little scara -oopse I mean wanderer aka I renamed him to "Mochi" ain't that cute!

Thanks to the recent hoyofair someone gave me the idea to name him Mochi

But I'll be calling him wanderer... anyway enjoy hehe

Warning spoilers for Sumeru

A weakness?

Now, Aether likes to team up with many. He even has the audacity to call our all four archons to help him in commisssions and abyss trials.

Heck... Ei and Nahida seemed game too and Aether had no trouble teaming up with anyone.

"Worthless as expected"

Although a certain someone seemed too difficult to handle... more difficult than Xiao supposedly...

"I told you..." Wanderer elevated from the ground now, landing his wind blades perfectly striking the treasure hoarders who now fled from the new threat, "Be direct and don't hesitate... sucker..."

Aether is just sick of him now. At least Xiao opened up to him more as time went by. Wanderer just gets on his nerves a lot.

"Alright, but can you just be a little calm... nicer too, " Aether said, suddenly feeling irritated too. Blue eyes shifted away, and he grumbled, "It's not my fault you are weak"

"Mochi~, please... aren't u being too mean?" He tried to tease him to lighten up the mood, Wanderer seems too bitter to acknowledge that, so he ignored him."Whatever... can't stoop to your level ...let's finish this quickly"

Aether growled "You little..."

Smirking wanderer folded his arms. "What? You would rather have me sugar coat it and mince my words? I apologize. " he rolled his eyes sarcastically."But try and keep up...!"

Muttering Aether rolled his eyes "Rude..."

Of course Katherine as always return them their commission rewards and Wanderer folds his arms saying "Alright if that's all I'll be taking my leave-"

"Hold it, Hat guy," giggling Aether grabs his shoulders. "Let's hang out a little at the teapot... come on, you need to lighten up,"

Growling "No need I'm busy..."

"With...?"

Clearing his throat he looks away "Non of your business... so find someone else to -aaaah!"

Swirling into a sudden shift of atmosphere he knew he's being forced to enter this dumb teapot. Unbelievable, he thought and Aether grins "Come on... let's have some tea as we chat..."

To say Aether is merely annoying isn't enough. He's too troublesome. Wanderer would definitely find his company too energy wasting but also... leaving this guy alone might see wrong too. Especially after helping him ascend a lot.

He kinda felt like he owe to the traveler. Paimon was absent and that's a plus point.

"Anyway... I've been meaning to ask, " Wanderer says," Now sipping yhe tea that's brewed instantly "why do you want to chat with me? After everything we never ended on good terms either"

Aether silently drinks and then sigh "Alright that old charade... you are naive, Mochi..."

Raising an eyebrow he watched Aether scoot closer to him now leaning forward with a smirk "OK who was the guy who asked me to name him?"

Bingo, Aether grins, he blushed at that.

"Then who was the guy who gave me a lovely present on my birthday...?"

"Lesser lord Kusanali bribed me into it-"

"-And yet you didn't leave after knowing you were bribed?" Cutting in fondly and Wanderer tried his best to hide the warmth spreading on his cheeks and looks away with a stubborn huff, folding his arms "Well... think what you may... but there's no way I admit to anything"

"Aw Mochi your blush just gives it away" Aether grins poking his checking making the anemo user let out a pettish immature and yet indignant scoff "It doesnt!"

"It does..." Aether pokes his nose.

"No it didn't" swats his hand now and Aether poles his stomach grinning "It does..."

"Hey..." Yelps as the poke sent an electrifying spread on his stomach, fluttering like multiple wings chaotically dancing in him.

"Oh?" Intrigued, Aether pokes his ribs now "Are you ticklish?"

"No... absurd... why would you consider that possibility?" He backs off regardless of his words and Aether readying himself with two pointer fingers like they are guns "I don't know... but it's a possibility alright..."

"Get away from me... k-knos your place!" He threatens now eyes widening when Aether pounce on him, two fingers wiggling but not touching yet."Tickles will be your place!"

"Hehe wait! Noho!" He already feels giggles slip from his lips and Aether is tranced by it, he only has two wiggling fingers on his sides and its already making Wanderer crazy.

"Cute... I wish i done this sooner" he pokes mercilessly on his ribs and beams at the squeal of indignant protests from the former all mighty god.

"AHAHA Shihit gehehet ahahawaaay!" He curls back "Dohont...! Stahahahap!"

"Don't stop? OK... then, " Aether teases when Wanderer groans through his giggling. He notices its ten fingers wiggling under his robes now and squirms with giggles that are uncharacteristic.

Genuinely Aether grins "Your giggles are adorable... Kittenish and cute... you should laugh more"

Aether feels every attempt of Wanderer's fists trying to punch his way out but its aimless and he can't even concentrate to fly away. This ticklish technique in poking and scribbling is killing him.

"Cuhuhut ihihit out! Hahaha ihihit... stahahap!"

Grinning, an idea as he kneads his hips like a dough "Stop doing what... Mochi?"

"Tihihihickling mehehehe yohohou lohohow lihihife!"

"Oh, you want more? Sure... coming right up" he squeezes his knees, and Wanderer realises how much power tickling has over him. His whines for falling for the oldest trick in the book and shrieks "OK! Ohohok, yohohou idiot! Stahahap ihihit! Seheheheriously!"

Aether hums but pausing his attack to only push him down with his hands. "Hmm, say you like hanging out with me and ill consider..."

Wanderer widened his eyes and hesitated "Ihihi... uh..." but squeaks when Aether latches on to his thighs and giggles without Aether tickling him "Last chance... or I'll tickle you till you go crazy"

"Ahaharchons wahahit... OK ok! Mahahaybe hanging out with yohou isn't bahahad? -ahaha eek!" The shrilled noise from Wanderer when Aether reached to touch his ears made him giggle "Aha hilarious... I can't take you seriously..."

"OK I like hahahangjng out with you!" He scrunched his neck when Aether trails his fingers on his neck and ears "ahaha I said it i said I SAID IT!"

Cruelly but playfully gentle, Aether doesn't stop and hums "Hmm maybe after tickling you a bjt"

"BUHUHUT YOU SAHAHAID YOULL STAHAHAP!

"Bleh" mocking his own raspberry aether snickers "I said consider... so I considered..."

"IHIHI WIHIHILL KILL YOHOHOU!" He shrieked bloody murder and Aether honestly stopped to laugh properly at the sounds Mochi had let out through the tickle session.

"Oh archons... you sounded like being hit by the electro archons lightening there" he laughed till his own cheeks flushed as Wanderer's

The latter gasps now glaring but involuntary giggling to lighten the effect "Yohou ahahre cruhuhuel... I hahate you."

Playfully he shoves his shoulders and Wanderer falls to the side effortlessly. Aether sighing as he had been laughing as hard as Wanderer "OK Mochi...this is why I like going with you... cute and very serious"

Blushes more Wanderer turns away "W-whatever... just admit that I'm strong enough for... uh these things"

"Alright alright... you are" Aether waves his hands in surrender but adds with a playful finger sliding up Wanderer's back "But not strong enough to deal with a little tickling"

"Ah!" He shrieks at the sudden sensation and turns his back away from him glaring at him still blushing "Don't you dare! I'll-I uh I'll chomp you down like a -a shrimp masala curry!"

"Yah yah but I'll tickle you before you could" Aether giggles and takes his hat running off with loud bouncy laughs "Hehe!"

Wanderer smirks now, feeling light and happy. "Oh? Come here, you lowly traveler, and feel the wrath of the former god!"

To say Aether didn't expect revenge is a lie... he wanted things to escalate like this perhaps... although maybe he's more tolerable than before.

"Bow your head!" While tickling Aether's sides.

Or maybe his attitude still stinks, but it's adorable. Despite being an offhand aggressive jerk, he can also display softness and cuteness...

#genshin tickle #genshin impact #lee!wanderer #ler!aether #lee!aether #ler!wanderer #ticklish!aether #cute #tickle fic

[merakiui]

Yes but "your god doesnt even spare you a glance, you should come worship me instead" yan!scara…….

He's always in your head, observing from a comfortable distance, like a parasite who delights in the unwilling hospitality of its host. He's made a home out of your mind, composed a nice structure for himself out of your innermost thoughts and desires. He only ever speaks to you at the worst times, such as now when you're attempting to pray before the statue of your treasured god and require absolute tranquility.

"All of this work—a tiresome cycle of love and worship—and yet it falls on deaf ears," he's saying, standing behind you, casting a warping shadow. You can envision the sardonic grin that's toying at his lips, pulling them apart like peeling wallpaper in a mottled dollhouse. "Tell me, devout mortal, have the gods answered any of your prayers? Have you received any blessings? You do so much for them and you receive nothing in return. In fact..." He steps around you, fingers gripping your chin to guide your gaze away from the statue. "You don't even possess a Vision. In the eyes of your god, you have as much worth as a grain of sand in the desert."

Your eyes narrow in annoyance. "You won't get anywhere with insults, false god. I'm devoted to my beliefs. You're only exhausting your voice."

He barks out a laugh and leans in until his face is mere centimeters from yours. His eyes are wide with malice. "Is that so? Something tells me your resolve is splintering, dear (Name). I'm privy to your every thought. I know how you think. Fragile humans can only handle so much rejection, and you've been shunned for the entirety of your life. Surely that's enough reason to abandon these meaningless pursuits." You shake yourself free and he clicks his tongue, disapproving of such a bold move. "I have all the time in the world. You'll come to your senses soon enough. And when you do, I'll be waiting..."

When you wake from your cursed reverie, a horrid rainstorm rages. Lightning crackles in vicious arcs, thunder booms in the distance, and electricity tinges the air, raising the hairs on your arms. Your offerings are soaked at once, but that hardly means anything when a bolt touches down on the statue, blackening the stone. It's a very clear warning—one you choose not to heed.

But his voice echoes in your head, a poisonous promise he's uttered ever since he forced his way inside: "Unlike those absentee gods, I will always hear your prayers. You only need to put your faith in my divine existence and soon you'll see that I can work miracles far greater than any Archon ever has."

#genshin chit chat #yandere scaramouche

[ellie-ramune]

Fatui Harbinger Dysfunctional Found Family HCs

Banquet Shenanigans

Dottore rarely shows up (he’s not allowed to send his segments in his place), so when he does its a whole thing. He eats ✨girl dinner✨, but if all else fails chicken nuggets it is. This is one of the few things the Tsaritsa finds amusing about him.

Pantalone just has one glass of wine he nurses during the banquet, nothing else. He doesnt feel safe eating because of previous assasination attempts. Bribes his way out of missions, talks the other harbingers’ ears off so they cave and take his missions, typical Pantalone stuff.

Capitano does get a lot of food, but no one has actually SEEN him eat it. Blink and he has finished already, everyone is at least a little intimidated by this. He seems to genuinely enjoy himself at banquets, so the Tsaritsa will give him a free pass once in a while.

Scara only ever eats one singular thing and if its not there he will high key complain the entire time and use it as a way to get out of missions he hates. Everybody avoids him like the plague (except childe, he’ll start shit on purpose).

Signora only has Fontainian foods with the most extra names imaginable, they are actually pretty good (though she may pair her meals with some Mondstadtian wine from time to time). The other harbingers tend to avoid her too but its not as bad as Scara. Constantly brags about her accomplishments, even ones from centuries ago.

Pulcinella will get the biggest portions, sometimes rivaling Capitano’s and will finish it all, no one questions it anymore. Every single harbinger will try to talk their way out of paperwork with him, this has a success rate of 65%, so its worth a shot (Childe’s chances are 15% higher).

Columbina only eats pastries, she tires to get Childe to eat them but he’s afraid that there’s poison in them or something. She doesn’t understand why he’s so scared, poison doesn’t even taste that good to her :(. When she’s requesting a change in missions, she is incredibly honest about her reasons as to why she doesn’t want to do them, The Tsaritsa appreciates her honesty (Bina is still stuck with most of them though).

Sandrone plays with her food, annoys the shit out of the harbingers next to her. Finds great joy in mixing different drinks together to make a “potion”. She knows this is infuriating and uses this to her advantage, she’ll stop if she doesn’t have to talk to any nobles, she swears!

Arlecchino is the most normal person when it comes to food, aside from Tartaglia. Plays mind games one second, and praising her children the next, her actions are predictable yet not at all. But there are times where she is so tired from running the House she just blankly stares while sipping hard liquor.

Tartaglia is his silly little deranged self, like always! Will eat just anything, as long as it wasn’t anywhere near Bina or Dottore. He can use his puppy dog eyes and get away with anything, he doesn’t do this often for some reason…

Pierro and The Tsaritsa dont eat anything, just observe the comings and goings of the harbingers. The Tsaritsa finds their squabbles very entertaining, Pierro not so much. In fact, Pierro does not talk at all, he just stands there, menacingly.

#they are so silly #fatui harbinger dysfunctional found family #fatui harbingers #genshin headcanons #genshin #genshin impact #the tsaritsa

[bluexiao]

HIHII idk if ur reqs are open but i love LOVE ur stuff sm <333

ok but hear me out modern au scaramouche x reader where the reader decides to take on streaming and s/o asks scara not to watch their streams bc they think its embarrassing and stuff, scara acts like he doesnt care but he secretly does research on how streaming/twitch works and watches ur streams under a new username and he gets fatui members to follow you and watch your streams and interact and stuff so he can see you be happy and go to him and brag on how you reached 50 followers or something CRIESSS

(if reqs are close feel free 2 ignore this stay safe!!!!!!)

THEMES. fluff, crack

WARNINGS. as expected, curse words will be mentioned. death threats towards fatui but said more as crack than a really serious one and not to reader.

NOTES. also pls pardon me for scara’s user here i literally cant think rn and i felt like it was funny lmao

SCARAMOUCHE

First of all, where in the hell did you even get the idea of streaming? It’s because of that guy from class huh? The guy named Xiao? Whatever his name is, SCARAMOUCHE doesn’t care—nah, he does.

Either way, he doesn’t understand how in the fuckery did you gain interest in such a low chance of success especially with the growing rate of streamers nowadays.

Yet he sure as hell was interested in knowing what you do and how your streams go.

So he tries watching one of them, thinking he was merely bored or has got nothing else to do, denying the fact that he was doing this because he was genuinely curious of what got you into doing such a thing… and also to see you, of course. After all, it was quite easy to enter the stream without revealing himself.

When he watched, however, he saw the glow you had when you saw every new viewer or subscriber, he just unconsciously pressed ‘subscribe’ with the longest time there was and also sent gifts to each of those who were already on chat.

“Wow, thank you so much… eternitywho…?” you giggled, “I was reminded of someone, pardon. Anyway, thank you so much for the subscribe and the gifts! Everyone, please thank eternitywho!”

Next thing he knew he was sending your channel link to his subordinates with the words “Subscribe and watch or else.” (One of them replies with “Or else what, boss?” before one says “Or else you’ll be dead idiot!”) and “Don’t reveal yourselves or you’ll also be dead”

The Harbingers are quite amused with his message when he sends it to them. Some of them didn’t care while most merely did what he said out of curiosity and amusement.

When he saw your face light up at the sudden influx of viewers, there will be a smile on his face as he continues watching your stream until the end. Yes, A SMILE. I’m not joking.

Besides, who can see him when he’s behind the screen? However, he’ll instantly mask this smile as soon as he realizes he was doing so.

The day after the stream, while you were on a date, he’ll pretend he doesn’t care when you tell him what exactly happened as he munches on his french fries. When you’re not looking, however, a small smirk was on the corner of his lips, proud of what he had done.

Don’t expect to ever know that it was him and the Fatui because he will never back down in keeping it a secret even if his subordinates sometimes blurts out the words “Boss,” “Hey quiet!” and whenever Childe (along with Signora) teases SCARAMOUCHE in the chat.

“eternitywho has a huge crush on Y/n” says the automated voice, which causes you to let out a giggle.

“Thank you for that, whaleluvr and eternitywho… however I apologize for I already have a boyfriend. I’m loyal to him.”

When SCARAMOUCHE heard that, he unconsciously almost spit out his coffee and a huge blush enveloped his face. It was a good thing he was alone in his room when this happened for if there were anyone, they would have not recognized him.

Let’s just say the next time you two saw each other, he was showing more affection towards you, even so far as having his arm around you the whole day.

“What had gotten into you, Scara?” you mused, “You seem to be in a good mood.”

He scoffs with a smirk, nonetheless, “Nevermind that. Where did you say you want to eat again?”

Also, any and all hate towards you will be immediately tracked down and blocked. There are not a lot of hate in your streams or comments because… well because of your boyfriend of course.

If you also make a Discord when your channel grew, he will definitely apply as moderator. Depends if you already knew who he was, actually but either way he’ll find a way to assist you. He’ll pretend he doesn’t really care that much but he does a lot.

TAGLIST

@softlybeloved @icecappa @sushiyay @scaraslover @beastielevi @rviden @thesatanofpizza @izayanna @stellumi @coco-goat-milk @nonniechan @m3gitsune @thispenguinrocks @chuubear @kiyoobi @catisnerd @ventislatte @weakestpoint @pinkfei @aweebstuff @zhongchi14 @windwheel-aster @irethepotato @squiddaloo @scaramunch @cruxdou @favonius-captain @aqualesha @kazuhas-alphabet @astreankitsune @crapimahuman @itsghostgirlyo @his-simp @meumorio

#scaramouche x reader #genshin x reader #interwoven fates #genshin fluff #genshin drabbles #scara x reader #scaramouche genshin #📘

[chuzu-archive]

virgin Scara who talks the talk n acts all confident but in reality hes never fucked n he doesnt know how to do shit he cant even jerk off good enough so hes so embarrassed when he gets intimate w u bc u can make him cum so easily and hes so loud. first time u gave him a bj he came so fast that all his confidence deflated 🌸💗!!

naur cos now im inspired lolz

minors dni. sub!scara/gn!rdr, inexperience/virginity, subtle shame/humiliation, subtle cock shaming, handjob, oral (scara receiving) & snowballing. ˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊˚‧₊

“already?” you ask, staring at the sticky mess he’s left without warning. there had only been a sweet gasp and stutter of his hips a minute or two into your hand down his pants before he embarrassed himself. his eyes flit between it and you as he catches his breath, his spent cock peeking out the top of his underwear — something he shifts to hide, face flushed.

“n-no, that never happens,” he says and it’s true, his clumsy hands have never brought him the same pleasure so quickly. “you must’ve done too much… talking… beforehand…” he trails off, trying to shift blame and somewhat save face.

“you said you’ve done this before, right?” you ask with a small, almost sympathetic smile that makes his blood boil.

“of course,” he blurts as your hands grip his waist and push him up against the backboard of the bed. scara shivers when they slide up his sides, fingers fondling his chest with touches so featherlight he’s determined not to moan — “many times,” he manages.

“really? but you’re kinda like a virgin,” you say, lips ghosting his neck, teeth dragging over his adam’s apple, “all twitchy and sensitive.”

he tries and fails to bite back a whimper. “i’m not.” he is, and you know. he knows you know. there’s no hiding the awkward way he kisses or the uncertainty behind where he places his hands — no amount of faux confidence can repackage his inexperience as anything but.

“you’re hard again,” you say, pulling the band of his underwear down to reveal his, arguably little, leaking dick. your hand moves to play with it and he intercepts you before you can — eyes wide with a trembling bottom lip. you get the message. “scared you’re gonna disappoint?”

“n-no,” he stutters, letting go of your hand and looking away.

“don’t worry, it’ll be harder to cum a second time,” you coo, fingers combing through his sweaty hair as if to soothe him. “you would know that if you weren’t a—

“do whatever.” he cuts you off, slapping you away.

you whistle. “okay, princess.” scaramouche’s thighs tense as you spread his legs and tug him out of his underwear, his pretty cock slapping against his stomach. his breathing is already quick in anticipation, fists balled up by his sides as your head dips down. “don’t get too excited,” you murmur, and he blushes.

your warm, wet mouth wrapping around his dick has a choked gasp falling from his lips, and he covers his mouth with his hands, making a self-promise to be quiet, collected, and ultimately dignified. it’s a pipe dream. the moment your tongue drags up the side of his dick and flattens over the slit, he moans through his fingers, melting like putty. as you take him back into your mouth, his legs wrap around your head, his fingers slip into his own mouth, and he starts babbling nonsense — something you ignore as you pull back and let your spit drip onto his cock before jerking him off just once, twice until his legs begin to twitch. he reaches a pathetically shaking hand into your hair, pushing your face back onto his (admittedly small) dick until it’s fit inside your mouth, and he — disrespectfully — cums with an arch of his back, a full body tremble, and a moan of your name. your fingers dig into his hips as a warning, pulling your lips off his cock before you’re sitting up with a mouth full of his cum. and then your face is in his and he lets you kiss him, your tongue shoving his cum down his throat. he swallows it, breaking away from you to cough and sputter at the unexpected taste, his soft dick giving a valiant twitch against his thigh when he processes what happened. 

you wipe your mouth clean, looking at him with a grin. he’s nervous. “that’s like, a two minute improvement,” you say. he grabs the pillow beside him and covers his face, groaning.

“shut up!”

#inexperience.👾 #humiliation.👾 #cock shaming.👾 #handjob.👾 #oral.👾 #snowballing.👾 #scara <3 #disclaimer nthng wrong w being a virgin #rdr just thinks its funny hes so adamant ab lying tht he's nawt one

[monsterlovinghours]

Hey mom? Who are the 5 Mafia!Beej leaders and their bases? they sound really cool!

hoo boy i am so glad you asked i actually made an outline for each of these suave motherfuckers

Italian Don: Scarafaggio, or Gio

Fronts: Private museum owner. Deals in black market art and artifacts.

Speaks: Italian

Appearance:

-Hair slicked back, always one little errant strand lying across his forehead. Black at the roots, green at the tips.

-Wears impeccably tailored suits, pinstriped in black and white. Occasionally they’ll be a red scarf in his breast pocket or a red tie. 

-All five have a pinky ring with a beetle etched into it. 

-Gold tooth

-Wears a lot of jewelry; expensive watch, lots of rings, etc. 

-Owns a lot of leather driving gloves, even though he never drives himself anywhere.

-Usually carries a cane, prefers dark wood with silver or glass heads.

Personality:

-Rather hot-headed, shortest fuse of the three

-Goes absolutely feral on people who disrespect his s/o or his business partners. 

-Doesn’t really do displays of affection, has a hard time expressing emotions.

-His love language is gifts, he’ll absolutely shower his s/o in presents.

-Has a taste for luxury and decadence.

Attributes/Skills:

-Best at first aid/patching up and bandaging wounds. Has sewn his own gashes before. Lots of scars underneath the clothing, though none on his face. Yet.

-Sings beautifully, has this rich baritone croon. Loves to sing a duet with his s/o

-Drinks scotch, brandy, cognac. Always the top shelf stuff.

-Smokes Cuban cigars. 

-Actually a decent cook, but never does it unless s/o is doing it with him.

-Can do the Jitterbug and the Charleston. Refuses to unless his s/o is his partner. Slow dances are just swaying with your hand in his and his palm pressing to your back.

-Quite a good artist, hides his talent.

Russian Don: “Zhuk.”

Front: Luxury resort owner, general investor. Deals in illegal firearms.

Speaks: Russian

Appearance:

-Tall. Very tall. Barrel-chested, broad-shouldered. Built like a brick house.

-Longer hair, about down to the back of his neck. Not long enough to pull into a ponytail, but long enough to play with. Like Scara’s, his hair is black at the roots, but there aren’t much roots showing through. Most of his hair is green.

-Wears almost all black all the time, very monochromatic. Black turtlenecks under Armani suit jackets. Very sleek.

-Has tiny rectangular reading glasses. His eyesight is fine, it’s all just part of the appearance. Makes him look intelligent.

-Tiny streaks of silver at his temples that don’t change with his mood ring hair. 

-Aside from the pinky ring, he sometimes wears a gold chain. Has a nondescript but very expensive watch around his wrist. 

Personality:

-The most even-tempered and calm of the three. Exudes an air of dignity and refinement. 

-Slow to anger, though when angered is absolutely the most fearsome.

-Does not tolerate self degradation. 

-Definitely has the most top energy of the three.

-Despite his size, he's incredibly gentle with his s/o, both in touch and in tone. 

-Protective. Has a tendency to hover if he's worried.

-Is not shy about showing affection or telling s/o exactly how he feels

-Authoritative. Expects to be obeyed.

-Showers his lover in praise, in a mix of English and Russian. The only trouble is, the praise and the dirty talk are spoken in the same gentle tone, so his s/o doesnt know which it is until he lapses back into English.

Attributes/Skills:

-Drinks vodka almost exclusively. Kind of a snob about his liquor. 

-Smokes hand-rolled cigarettes out of a little chased-silver case he keeps tucked in his coat pocket

-Plays the piano. Can also play the harp, but he’s not as good at it.

-Has a soft spot for animals, dogs in particular. 

-Is the most partial to baths of the three, most likely has his own persona sauna and bathhouse

-Can ballroom dance; despite his size, he's quite graceful.

-Has a scar across his left eyebrow.

-Very much into the predator/prey play, though he doesnt have much a tolerance for games or teasing. If he's hunting you, you'd better come up with a strategy or it will be short.

Irish Mafia Don: “Ciarog,” or Cia

Front: Pub owner. Runs an illegal bare knuckle boxing ring

Speaks: Gaelic

Appearance:

-Long hair, little bit past his shoulders, all green

-Freckles across his cheeks, all down his arms

-Heavily tattooed, especially on the hands and arms. 

-Shortest of the five, though he’s only an inch or so smaller than Gio

-Wears earth tones, greys and greens mostly. Button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, green vest, grey wool pants, and a flat newsboy cap

-Wears a rosary around his neck. Like Zhuk’s glasses, it’s just for show. 

-Has thick calluses on his knuckles, as well as lots of scars on his hands. They’re hardly noticeable with all the tattoos, but close inspection reveals them. 

-Wears more rings than Gio, though his are of slightly worse quality. They’re not for show, they’re meant to deal damage to whoever he has to pummel.

Personality:

-Laid back, very flirty. Almost doesn’t seem like a mob boss at first, always cracking jokes.

-Loves games of any kind, especially riddles and guessing games.

-Quick to anger, but quick to calm as well. 

-Likes being outside more than the other two, has an appreciation for nature

-Definitely a switch. 

-When he gets excited or angry, he'll speak in a mix of English and Gaelic. The more emotion he shows, the more Gaelic slips out.

Attributes/Skills:

-Can play the violin/fiddle. Knows just about every drinking song there is. Loves performing in his pub with his s/o

-Has an extensive knife collection. 

-Doesn't have the steps of any particular dance, but can whirl you around a room so fast your head will spin.

-Whiskey and scotch are his preferred drinks.

-At any given moment has at least three weapons hidden on his person.

-Most lenient of the three

-Can use fae magic, even though he's not exactly on friendly terms with them.

-Collects enchanted trinkets. Between his knives and his trinkets he's a bit of a pack rat

Cajun Crime Lord: “Scarabee,” or Bee

Front: Riverboat casino runner. Distributes moonshine and runs illegal gambling dens

Speaks: French Creole

Appearance:

-Same height as Gio

-Hair colored like Cia’s, all green, but cut shorter than the rest and styled into a bit of a pomp.

-Wears a suit of gold paisley, has a necklace of various species of teeth (some animal, some human) around his neck, along with silk gloves on his hands

-Carries a cane, but unlike Gio’s his is connected to his magic and glows to match his hair. 

-He’s got a bit of a crazy eye, when he grins, he can look a little unhinged. The heterochromia doesn’t help that, with one green iris and one purple

-His teeth are inexplicably a little bit sharper than the other’s.

Personality:

-Playful, teasing, not shy at all

-Biggest top after Zhuk

-Has the biggest bloodlust, likes to get his hands dirty

-The angrier he gets, the bigger he grins, and it’s a little terrifying.

-Also expects to be obeyed; he and Zhuk get into a lot of pissing contests over this.

-Definitely the type to throw elaborate, crazy parties in his manor or on his riverboat. 

-His accent gets super thick when he’s excited or angry, so much so it’s hard to tell the difference between English and Creole. 

Attributes/Skills:

-Actually a really good cook, loves sharing recipes with his s/o

-Skilled in voodoo and witchcraft, has shadow powers

-Has pet gators that live in the swamp out back of his property. Please don’t ask what he feeds them.

-Drinks pretty much anything, but is partial to moonshine

-Smokes Virginia Slims

-Definitely gets high on a regular basis

-Terrific swing dancer. 

Spanish Crime Lord: “Escarabajo,” or Bajo

Front: Owns a string of private nightclubs. Operates a drug running ring, cocaine and marijuana

Speaks: Spanish

Appearance:

-His dress is very monochromatic, sticking mostly to black and white. Sometimes you can catch a flash of red.

-Open-throated shirts and tight pants. Very Zorro-esque.

-Wears a silver medallion around his neck with the Virgin Mary on it. Like Zhuk’s glasses or Cia’s rosary, it’s all for show.

-Silver teeth. Some back teeth, but most noticeably, his top canines. 

-Slicked back hair, like Gio’s is mostly black with green just at the tips, but closer in length to Zhuk’s. Has the thickest hair of the five.

-Black leather gloves. Unlike Gio and Bee, who are always wearing theirs, he’s seen without them just as much as with them.

Personality:

-The most flirtatious. You thought Cia was bad? Bajo is on thirst hours 25/8.

-It takes a lot to make him angry, though he’s quick to cool down. Most level aside from Zhuk. 

-Tells a lot of jokes. His are only a little bit better than Cia’s.

-Likes leaving little gifts and trinkets for his s/o. More often than not, you’ll wake up to find a single rose on your pillow.

-Most charitable of the lot. They have orphanages and boarding schools set up in each of their home countries, and it was his idea to start them.

-Oddly wise. The best to go to for life advice (if you want to avoid one of Zhuk’s lectures, that is).

Attributes/Skills:

-Plays the guitar. He and Cia often duet.

-Amateur sharpshooter. He won’t be winning any contests, but he’s by far and away the best shot of the five.

-Has a green thumb. Loves to grow things; flowers, fruits, vegetables, herbs, you name it. Has land dedicated to his plants on each of their shared estates, as well as his own small farm back home.

-An absolute god at the tango. 

-A switch for sure, but is probably the most eager bottom of the five. 

-Praise kink? Praise kink.

(tagging @yankyo @realmonsterboyhours @beetlejuicebeadoll @sapphic-florals @dilfyjuice @wolfie-doggo and the other members of my discord just in case i’ve forgotten something or if they would like to add anything.)

#beetlejuice #beetlejuice the musical #mafia!beej #the conglomerate #this is what happens #this is what happens when you throw thirsty monsterfuckers in the same discord #we go fucking rabid