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decayedgloria · 9 months

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sundress szn pt. 2

pt. 2 ft. scaramouche, sandrone, pantalone, and childe

Summer’s finally come, so you decide to wear something that fit the occasion- much to your lover’s excitement.

tags: nsfw under cut, public/semi public sex in almost all of these, I got carried away during pantalone’s, harbingers x afab! Reader (minus signora this time bc I genuinely cannot think of smth for her rn but I can promise in the future that she may be in one of these.), slight ooc maybe? mdni.

word count: ~2.2k, I wrote these half asleep on a nine hour flight these are not going to be proofread

Scaramouche

This was a good idea. Totally. Sumeru’s just much, much more humid than Snezhnaya, which was something you were willing to get used to. You were absolutely fine.

How you wished you were right.

Even in the shade of the Grand Bazaar you could still feel the light sheen of sweat begin to form on your skin as you hastily fan yourself, occasionally observing your surroundings for your boyfriend. As a newly-inducted Vahumana student, he was bound to get busy, so it left you with a lot of time on your hands. Too much time. But hey, it got you a new dress so who are you to complain?

It reminded you of when you were both in the Fatui, the Harbinger and his loyal partner, who were too busy to really see each other until he whisked you away to Sumeru. You assumed it would be different this time, but it had dawned on you recently that it would take quite a while to get there (not that it wasn’t deserved, he had a lot to atone for after all.)

But it still disheartened you. You would be lying if you said that it didn’t. You missed his hugs and his presence, no matter how much you annoyed each other you always seemed to find a way to touch each other. And on nights he would be up in the Akademiya studying, leaving you alone in your shared bed, your thoughts wandered to those scarce intimate moments you shared- nights where his chest was pressed against yours, with that stupid smirk on his face as he fucked you silly. Just thinking about those nights made a familiar heat rise in between your legs, making you curse as your cheeks reddened.

Archons, first the heat, and now this? Scaramouche had better hurry, you felt like you were going to be torched alive at this rate.

Thankfully, you did not need to wait long. Looking into the crowd again, your eyes met with a familiar pair of tired purple ones, much to your delight. You hopped off the bench you sat on and beelined your way to the grouchy purple boy, a smile blossoming on your face as you get closer to him. He doesn’t return the same excitement, content to just catch you in his arms like he always does. You don’t seem to mind, though, as you were too preoccupied with burying your face into his chest.

“Scara…” You whined, pouting your lips. “What took you so long? Do you know how hot it is in here? I almost died.” Expecting a smart retort from him, you were thoroughly surprised at the next words that came out of his mouth.

“What on earth are you wearing?”

There was no malice and spite in his voice, just irritated confusion. Which, in turn, confused you, prompting you to release your position against his chest and stare at him with an eyebrow raised.

“Do you not like it? I got it a while ago.” You hesitantly let go of his embrace, spinning once to let him see the whole dress. It was perfect for a hot day- light and airy, revealing as much skin as possible without spilling everything out. When you turned back to him, his face had gotten redder, but his eyes stayed on you- more specifically, your figure.

“Aw, what’s got you blushing, Scara?” Your teasing tone was met with a glare, and a pathetic attempt to hide his face by looking away.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“So you don’t like my dress?”

“That’s not the problem.” Suddenly, he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him again, lowering his head so he could murmur into your ear, “I like it too much. Fix it. Now.”

With that, he dragged you to the nearest concealed spot- behind some crates that barely covered the both of you. When you emerged, all that was left of your dress was the tattered skirt that barely hung on to your body as Scaramouche placed his jacket over your top, that same stupid, hot smirk on his face.

Sandrone

Sandrone tried. Really, she did. But she could not help it in the slightest.

The seventh harbinger has a reputation for being a recluse, cooping herself up in her lab toying with her automatons all day. On the rare occasion she did speak to someone, her tone only seemed to indicate annoyance and malice- she didn’t mind since it drove people away. However, things changed the day you were assigned to work under her; suddenly, she didn’t hate the world that much anymore.

Certainly not when you’re dressed like this.

A quick trip to the ruins of Liyue, both as a break and to gather intel, made you a bit… adventurous, with your outfits to say the least. The entire time you had walked around Qiongji Estuary, Sandrone could not help but linger her stare just a little bit longer than usual. Your outfit consisted of a short dress, loosely clinging around your body, but it made you look so alluring in her eyes. A perpetual blush seemed to occupy her face, which you had innocently chalked up to the heat.

As her automatons roam around in search for whatever she had told them to find, Sandrone busied herself under a makeshift tent inspecting what seemed to be an artifact encased in cor lapis, tinkering with the ore as if it were a toy. You were by her side, head on her shoulder, observing your lover with loving eyes. Your subtle touches combined with your warm breathing had already put her on edge, but she continued nonetheless.

However, the last straw came when you stood up a little to grab something on the other side of Sandrone, aptly placing your bosom right in front of her face. So, forgive her for breaking her composure and pulling you back onto the ground, dirtying your dress as she straddles you eagerly while crashing her lips into your own before you could react.

“You’re so fond of distractions…” She said breathlessly, hands all but dying to get your tits out of your dress for her nimble fingers to play with. You moaned in response, a bit taken aback at her suddeness. Looking up at your blushing, desperate girlfriend, you decided to tease her just a little bit.

“I was just trying to help, Sandrone.” Your tone feigned innocence, which only fueled her frustration. She caught your lips with fervor as one hand pinched your nipple, and the other tugged on your hair, all while grinding down on you.

“Shut up and fuck me, please.”

Pantalone

Pantalone was a man of many talents. One of those talents happens to be spoiling you rotten. Too rotten sometimes. But who were you to complain? The richest man in Teyvat was wrapped around your finger, and you couldn’t help but be a little cheeky and take advantage of that sometimes.

What should’ve been a business trip to Liyue to check the Northland Bank’s activities turned into Pantalone emptying out every boutique in the harbor so you can get a new wardrobe for summer. At one particular store, where there were no other customers besides you and your husband, you had decided to try on some dresses that caught your attention. On one hand, you really did want a few more relaxed additions, but on the other hand, well…

You had emerged from your dressing room not long ago, and yet you were already sat firmly on top of your husband, head in his neck as you try to brace yourself against the waiting room’s couch. Under you, Pantalone only gave you his usual, sly grin as his hands firmly hold you in his lap, keeping you in place as you grind on his ever-growing erection.

“I think this dress looks lovely on you dear.” He whispered, taking in the sight of you writhing on top of him desperately. Chuckling, his hand makes it way all the way to your ass, hiking up the long dress before giving it a smack. You moaned in response, hiding your face in his neck, hands raking over his toned chest.

“You simply look ravishing in it.” He continued his assault on your body, propping you up just a little bit so he had a clear view of your chest, kissing you quickly before delving in between your tits. Archons, he was impatient- he made you impatient. You confess, you did think the dress would get a rise out of him, which was why you picked it first when trying clothes on, but to think he would be this roused by it filled you with a titulating thrill only he was capable of causing.

“Ah- Does the dress make you- ngh… this excited, love?” Despite your teasing words, it was clear that you weren’t the one in control as you rocked your hips to feel even a little bit of relief from the growing ache in between your legs. Pantalone didn’t say anything back, rather he took off his gloves and positioned his fingers over your mouth, commanding you in a husky tone.

“Open up and suck them, darling. I’ll have plenty more for you.”

Childe

“Fuck you mean no?”

“You just aren’t going out like that.” Childe deadpanned, crossing his arms. “It’s a pretty dress for sure though.” The contrasting grin on his freckled face made you want to punch him, though it also illicited some questionable butterflies in your stomach.

Nobody quite knew what you and Childe were. On the surface level, one could assume that you two were just close friends; however, if they took the time to observe how Childe’s touch always lingered for a little too long, or how you stared at him with such bold adoration in your eyes as you smiled at him- it would be quite obvious that there were unspoken feelings for each other somewhere there.

It was quite common for you to visit his office in the Northland Bank like today. You really just wanted to show him the new dress you made for yourself, and figured you could flirt with him a little bit- not that he’d catch the hint. He always did treat you just like a good friend, something that disappointed you a little bit.

Because as it stands, right now, with him towering over you with his arms crossed, a grin on his handsome face- somehow, you’re horny because of this smug bastard. You imagine how good it would be to just smash your lips on his just to shut him up because Archons, is it tempting.

“I’d like to show off what I’ve made for myself,” you huffed at him, pouting. “I’ll go ahead and stroll the streets as I please with or without you then.” You try to turn and leave, expecting him to just laugh and go back to work. However before you could even step towards the door’s direction Childe’s strong hands snaked around your waist, pulling you firmly back.

Without much warning, you fell back into his chest letting out a small yelp. Once you realize the position you were in, you froze- your cheeks heating up an unbearable amount as you try to wriggle away from the (much) stronger man. It only became worse when he placed his lips right on top of your ear, chuckling lowly.

“C’mon… I can’t have all of Liyue see my girl this good.” He remarked lowly, trailing his lips down until they settled on the base of your neck, to which he then placed a gentle kiss. “They might be tempted to steal you away from me, and we can’t have that, can we?.” You’d be lying if you said that didn’t turn you on so fucking much, trying your best to hide it by pulling your legs closer together.

“We aren’t dating though? What do you mean-“ You let out a moan as he started sucking at the same spot, his lips forming a smile as they worked. Your hands flew to his arm on your waist, turning yourself around to meet his gaze. He lifted his head, lips puffy and blue eyes glazed over with lust.

“Everyone in Liyue knows that we want each other. Why not give in?” He pressed his forehead against yours, lips deliciously close to yours as he placed his hands on your waist.

“Only if you want to.” Was your sheepish reply, slightly embarassed to be this close to the man you’ve been covering for months. Was it really this easy? Is it just another one of his pranks? You weren’t sure, but at this point you didn’t care much, especially after he launched his lips straight at you in a fervent kiss. His hands lifted you up, haphazardly swiping away everything on his desk and placing you on it while your fingers tangled in his hair.

Both of you fumble with each other’s clothes, but Childe took extra care in taking the sight of your dress halfway off your body, admiring the view. He suddenly brings his hand up to your chest, flicking your nipple. You moan in both surprise and pleasure, burying your face into his bare shoulder.

“Be as loud as you want girlie. I want everyone here to know who’s finally got you.”

pt 2 is finally out yall i can rest

i wrote these on my way to and from london on the plane and i am sick bro i just wanna sleep (jet lag and chugging redbulls prevent me from catching a break tbh)

hope yall enjoy, this did take a little bit longer to make tho so i apologize for that.

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hitomisuzuya · 2 months

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SUZUUU HII!! I don't know if you remember, but I was the one who requested about Scaramouche camboy, so I was wondering if you could write a little more about it?

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Fingering. Degradation. Praise. Cream pie. As always, consensual participation.

I absolutely can❤️ I got a little carried away and self indulgent.

You were now a constant presence during Scaramouche's livestreams. There was a particular request for you this time: for you to wear only thigh high black stockings.

Your legs were spread, your back to Scaramouche's chest, facing the camera. One arm braced you against his chest, the fingers of his other hand squelching in and out of your cunt.

You rested your head back against his chest, your eyes rolling closed as three fingers consistently hit your sweet spot, making tears sting in your eyes. Your legs shook as you bucked your hips up, nearly breathless as pleasure burst white hot behind your eyes.

"Makes for an obedient slut, does she not?" Scaramouche purred, looking at the camera for a moment, chuckling when a moan of protest keened from your throat as he pulled his fingers from your pussy. It was soon silenced, shaky moans sounding as his fingers played with your throbbing clit.

Responses of agreement popped up in the chat box, some of them saying they enjoy the way you moaned when Scaramouche degraded you. His eyes flicked up to read the chat box, slowly rolling your clit between his fingers before your pussy sucked them back in.

"I promise you her greedy cunt was clenching around nothing," He confirmed, increasing the pace of his fingers as his eyes scanned more of the comments:

"Make her cream like the good girl she is."

"Make sure she thanks her master."

You squirmed against his arm, tilting your head up to nuzzle into his neck as you started to twitch from your approaching orgasm. Your hand flew up to grip his arm, your fingernails digging into his skin the tighter your walls clamped around his fingers. "Scara! Scara, I'm gonna..gonna!.." You barely finished your sentence before your orgasm washed over you. You gripped his arm tighter as you shook.

Scaramouche fingered you lovingly through your orgasm. "Look at you, quaking for me like a good girl," His tongue flicked along the shell of your ear, rubbing his thumb around your clit as he praised you.

"What do we say?" He purred, licking his fingers before pushing them inside your mouth.

"Thank you, Master," You moaned, curling and lapping your tongue in worship on his fingers as you sucked.

"Get on your knees and elbows, kitten," He said, making you gasp in pleasure as he gave your clit a light smack.

Your head spun a little as you did as you were told. Scaramouche turned your head to side so you couldn't muffle your cries into the pillow. You whimpered blissfully feeling the soft sting of his hand across your ass. "Cry like a good girl and tell me how much you want my cock," He commanded, stroking and pumping his aching cock.

"I want it! I want your cock so badly, please!" You pleaded, drooling as you felt the head of his cock press and drag across your clit. You grinded back against it, letting out a strangle cry of pleasure as he hastily pushed his cock inside of you.

His thrusts were merciless, his hips pounding feverishly into yours. His fingers gripped your hips, his cock pulsing as he pounded himself inside of you. You clawed at the pillows, melting as his cock nudged accurately into your sweet spot.

"Fuck, I abused your pussy with my fingers and you still feel fucking tight. What a perfect slut," Scaramouche moaned, caressing your hips in appreciation for the way you obediently pushed back against his cock.

"So good..so good!" You moaned loud and incoherent, melting into his tightening grip on your hips.

"That's it, slut. Babble and enjoy my cock," Scaramouche groaned, his body shuddering as your walls squeezed around his cock.

His name tore from your throat in a scream as your second orgasm hit you. A few minutes later, he pulled out of you, warm cum spurting onto your cunt. He fingered his cum inside of you.

Scaramouche gave everyone a few minutes to drink in your fucked out expression. "Thank you for watching. I'm gonna clean her up and treat her to a long back massage," He cut the stream and focused on tending to you, starting with a soft kiss to your lips once you rolled over onto your side.

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #genshin imagines #modern au #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you

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aestherin · 2 months

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KEEP MY HEART

goal 20: home

“What the —“ Heizou stopped in his tracks as soon as he got to the field. “Did I get the time wrong? I could’ve sworn the practice was scheduled after lunch.”

Underneath the scorching sun, there Scaramouche was, alone on the field. Heizou did not know what he was supposed to feel — should he be proud or worried that his captain was still playing his best despite not having any opponents? Not teammates, even. On that soccer field, it was just Scaramouche, the ball, and the goal.

He merely sighed.

“Scara!” Heizou called out as he approached the bleachers. The indigo-haired boy then looked at his direction, only acknowledging the other’s presence with a nod before going back to his practice. “What a snob,” he teased loudly.

“Shut up, Shikanoin.”

Heizou sat down as he starts preparing to join Scaramouche. While putting on his cleats, he looked around.

One of the large water containers meant for the soccer team was almost empty, even though they just refilled it to the brim after the previous practice they had. Scaramouche’s towel hang on one of the seats’ back, drenched in sweat. His sharp eyes then trailed back to the lone man playing on the field, whose shirt was almost made see-through due to being wet.

‘Just how long has he been playing here?’ Heizou thought.

As soon as the whole team, together with their coach and her good friend (a certain literature professor) arrived, the real practice commenced. From warm-ups, to drills, even up to practice games — Scaramouche was always there with them. He did every single thing that the whole team did. Even though he already did them more than a hundred times earlier.

Around dusk, Scaramouche was already reaching his limit. His plays were still impeccable, but his own body could not keep up with his own thoughts. He was panting, his legs almost at the brink of failing. His whole being was shaky and unstable. And for a second he stayed idle, crouching and bending his knees as he tried to catch his breath.

"Kunikuzushi," Ei called.

"Coach?"

"You're already tired?" The woman's voice was laced with disappointment. Despite being the star player's mother, she could not spare her one and only son the humiliation. Scaramouche scoffed inwardly. 'She really had to tell me off within earshot of the whole team.'

Scaramouche was about to retort, but shortness of breath stopped him. Instead, it was Heizou who responded to their coach. "Coach Ei, maybe we can let him take a break. Scara's been here practicing since early morning. He must be fatig —"

"I'm not tired," Scaramouche stood up straight. "I can still play."

"Dude." Aether uttered.

Ei merely stared at him before blowing the whistle once again, signaling that the game resumed. Scaramouche however, no matter how hard he tried, failed to last much longer.

"Scara!"

"Captain!"

Every player in the field stopped what they were doing as their captain fell and laid flat on the grass. He was desperately gasping for air while clenching the fabric of his shirt tightly. All of them thought it was because he was catching his breath, but no.

It was primarily because he was frustrated with himself.

His mother stood near them, her friend beside her. "You're clearly overfatigued, Kunikuzushi," Ei remarked. "You're still lacking stamina and endurance."

Scaramouche, still on the ground and short of breath, put his right arm over his eyes. He could not help smiling bitterly. 'When did I ever not lack anything, mom?'

He chose not to say anything.

"Practice for today is now over."

Scaramouche's teammates expressed concern for their captain, while his two bestfriends helped him up. The whole time, they could not read the man at all. He did not say anything, nor was his face expressing anything.

All they knew was that he took what his mother said to heart.

Meanwhile, Ei and her friend Yae remained on the soccer grounds. The purple-haired woman was looking after everything, making sure that the team did not forget anything or did not leave a mess. Her friend merely seated on the benches with her legs crossed.

"You know, Ei," Yae said as she was boredly checking her nails. "You're a little too harsh to your boy."

"You know that I have to be."

"Of course, of course. I do remember what happened to your sister, and believe me, I understand where you're coming from. I know you just want to protect your son."

Yae stood up and headed towards her friend. "But you know, the way you are doing it, I don't like your approach."

"I am doing this for his own good," Ei insisted.

"If you say so."

KEEP MY HEART — scara x reader smau

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matchascara · 9 months

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CAMBOY SCARAMOUCHE

- IN WHICH: you find out the snarky purple haired boy in your class isn't as much as of a nobody as you thought he was.

contents: NSFW!! slight bdsm, mentions/use of sex toys

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he was the loner in class that spoke to nobody. headphones always on, blasting music that others who sat next to to him said to be j-rock. his aura was silent, cold and mysterious. the only quirk he showed to the public was his doodling habit in class. nobody really knew anything about him, besides his name.

scaramouche.

no matter how many times the blonde haired girl would invite him to parties, or hangouts, he'd never show. she'd pester him endlessly during lectures, only to be met with either complete silence followed by an eyeroll, or, if she's lucky, a scuff and a "stop bothering me." sometimes he'd switch it up and say, "go find something better to do with your free time."

yoimiya was defeated, and you never really quite knew how to help her. "try again tommorow." youd reassure, but, tommorows success was never gaurenteed

so with this, you couldn't believe your eyes when this same quite, snarky, and anti social boy has no problem lewdly showing off his body to thousands of people online--

as a camboy.

and a very popular one at that. always receiving the most gifts, subs, and views each live, he easily kept his place in the top 10 of the main screen leaderboard. his gap moe is what drew you in. his online persona was sexy, and alluring, yet he managed to keep his mysterious aura from his real life personality.

so you became a regular at this site, secretly watching him every other night at 11:30. you watched as he would undress himself on stream, slowly letting his lanky, pale fingers teasingly run along his ab lines until he reached down to rub his cock that throbbed through his jeans, "50 more gifts and i'll stroke it for you. 100 and i'll moan your name. please hurry, i really want to come to you guys." he teased, biting his lip in anticipation.

you don't know why you did it. but you did. with a small fright of hesitation you sent 100 gifts under a lesser known name of yours, your middle name.

with the sound alert going off, it gave scara the ok to lean back in his chair, open his legs and to start unzipping his jeans. "good girl (m/n)" he slurred.

"but i have a surprise for you all today." he pulled out a cum stopper from his desk and bit his lower lip in pain as he inserted it into himself. but his attempts to conceal was in vain and a faint gasp followed by a soft "fuck-" managed to escape his lips.

"you have to tell me when to cum. i'm under your control tonight."

you continued to watch as he then stroked his cock up and down, starting off slow before speeding up the pace as he leaned back with one arm over his eyes moaning and humming your name. "f-fuck, it feels so good. you feel s-so good. i can't-"

and when his soft moans turned into sensual whins, begging for you to let him cum, you wanted to do more than just watch.

you followed scara in his movements, taking off your shorts to play with your aching clit as you listened to him cry your name, he wanted so desperately to come, but you weren't going to let that happen. not yet.

you watched his mouth hang open out of pleasure as he continued to beg for you to let him cum. "please. please, let me- let me cum for you."

"keep it quiet." you sent with 50 gifts.

he bit his lip to seal off any more words, using his free hand to lean over and grip his desk, causing his shoulders to tense up.

you hated how you enjoyed it. how you enjoyed watching your classmate who's usually so silent, and reserved suddenly become a vocal, moaning mess as he pleaded with you to let him cum. and he has no idea it's you. he has no idea you'd see him tommorow sitting by himself in the back corner.

he had no idea you knew his dirty little secret. but part of you wish he did, because you so wanted the fingers that would pleasure you to be his own. just thinking about it made you release your final breath of moans as you finished on your white bedsheets. you sighed. the fun was over.

"cum for me."

scara finally leaned back on his chair upon hearing the noise alert, removing the cum stopper from his cock that throbbed in his hand. he let out a melodic moan, almost a scream as he finally came. it shot up upon his chest, which would drip down onto his lower stomach

he took deep breaths as he did nothing but bury his face in his hands, letting the thousands of viewers watch the breathless, whining mess you made of him. gifts were being spammed, subs were being increased and the live chat had nothing but praise.

he was definitely way more popular than you initially thought.

"next week i'll have a special guest with me." he finally managed to spur.

exiting the stream, you closed the laptop shut. the words "special guest" lingered in your head as you cleaned yourself up to get ready to bed.

but that night was a sleepless one, as all you wanted was to hear scara's whins taint your ears just once more.

#genshin fanfic #genshin smut #genshin x reader #scaramouche smut #scaramouche #wanderer #wanderer smut #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader

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r0ttenhearts · 4 months

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never made it

scaramouche x long distance! reader

sypnosis: the distance between you and scaramouche weighs heavily on your relationship

warnings: angst, no comfort, arguments; fuckboy scara, suggestive themes mentioned

graduation day. the day scaramouche looked forward to since his first year, working tirelessly to earn his degree from vahumana. with his diploma in hand, he stepped outside, his thumb hovering over the small call icon on his phone. he had one person in mind to tell about his big day; you.

you had known scaramouche since his days in secondary school. as much as he had hated to admit it at the time, he was fond of you. he never admitted it out loud to you until your freshman year of high school.

naive and young, you both loved each other with all you could give.

that was until your senior year. you had different dreams that resulted in scaramouche applying to a university on the other side of teyvat. you were understanding, not wanting to hold him back from his dreams. so you made a promise. a promise to stay together and reunite once you both completed college. you would give the long distance thing a try.

scaramouche tapped on the call button next to your contact, fingers nervously tapping on the paper he held in his grip.

“scara?” your voice it’s usual gentle tone you held when addressing scaramouche.

“i finally graduated.”

he paused, noticing your silence on the other line.

“i can come home now.” he spoke gently into his phone.

“that’s great scara. im happy for you.” you seemed off to him. he thought you’d be more excited for the news that he’d be returning home to you, but you sounded indifferent.

“yeah, i can come home now and get back to you and all the things i missed out on.” he smiled at the thought, being back home with you and the country he had known his whole life.

“what do you mean, get back to me?”

“you know, get to be together again. but in person, no more facetime calls.” he nervously laughed.

“you left me seven months ago scara.”

“what’re you talking about. (y/n)?” scaramouche no longer felt at ease from when he had first started the call.

“you left me for the girl from the rtawahist darsha.”

“that’s not funny, (y/n). cut the bullshit; i wouldn’t do that. not so close to grad.”

“but you did scara.”

he heard you sigh on the other side of the line.

“this isn’t real.”

“what do you mean it isn’t? im talking to you right now.”

“we stopped talking completely when you left me. you cheated and cut me off completely.”

“i wouldn’t do that to you, (y/n). this isn’t fucking funny.” his heart was racing, voice raised to almost a shout.

“why don’t you ask haypasia then?” you spoke coldly now, the gentle tone you held was now gone.

that’s right, he had almost forgotten. admist the four years scaramouche had been away at college, he had grown bored of you. he no longer wanted to read words on a screen or see you through his phone screen. it wasn’t enough.

he had grown pent up from not touching a girl, or rather you, for over three years.

so he decided to do something about it. he wouldn’t let you hold him back. what did it matter if you were in a relationship but halfway across teyvat?

scaramouche had little to no trouble getting haypasia to go out with him. he had been partners with her over a collaborative assignment their houses had partnered up for and could tell just how infatuated she was with him.

he didn’t regret it when he invited her back to his dorm room, or when he would hold her in his arms, your calls and messages left on delivered.

as much as he enjoyed the time with haypasia, he still had one thing to take care of. you. your calls and messages would be sent more often now, your worry and concern only irked him more and more whenever he would think about you.

you were worried something terrible had happened to him as he would reply less and less to your messages, your friday night facetime dates now going missed. you were worried for him, but he was so vague and so cold. but you loved him. so you stayed.

so for your birthday he gave you the best gift he could think of.

the truth.

he broke the news to you on the phone. he had found someone else, someone better.

“i just can’t do the distance anymore.” he irritably sighed. he could hear you breaking with every word, shaking breath, and long pauses inbetween every word you spoke.

“you should have told me. i would have applied to the akademiya with you scara. you promised me. you promised you’d try and make this work.”

“yeah, well, i lied. im a guy, i have needs. i can’t get off to pictures of you anymore, i need the real thing.”

“you’re so selfish scaramouche.” you spat into the phone.

he scoffed from hearing his full name in your voice. “oh is (y/n) big and bad now? think that hurts me? well it doesn’t. i just needed to end this so i can make things official with her.”

“did it really mean nothing to you?” you spoke quietly now, your heart was torn to a million pieces. but he didn’t care.

“yes.”

“okay. goodbye scaramouche.”

before he could speak another word you hung up. he would later find out you had blocked him on everything. there was no way for him to contact you. and he was okay with that. he had a new future ahead of him with a new girl. he didn’t need to spend time worrying about what could have been with his ex.

he didn’t expect to miss you, he was fine ignoring your messages and calls before but, this was different.

the silence on his phone seemed unusual. normally he would swipe past his notifications of you from the top of his screen. but now he wouldn’t get any notifications, besides the occasional email or announcement from the akademiya.

the uneasy feeling in his chest only seemed to grow day by day until graduation day. he only had been looking forward to it just so he could get back to you. but with you gone now, what had he been waiting for?

“your” dry laugh echoed through his phone speaker, interrupting his thoughts.

“you see? it’s over, scaramouche.”

“don’t call me that, (y/n).” he grit his teeth.

“just like you wanted.” you whispered before the call ended.

he fumbled for his phone, typing out a message to your contact, only for it to go undelivered.

“are you alright?”

scaramouche’s head shot up from the sound of haypasia’s voice. she stood in her graduation robes, a look of concern etched on her face as she walked to scaramouche.

pressing a cold hand to scaramouche’s forehead, she led him back into the ceremony hall. “i was so worried about you! i was looking for you everywhere…”

her voice trailed off in his mind. he didn’t care to pay attention to her now. all he could think about was the phone he held in his hand, a phone you had blocked all contact from. your decision that he had chose for himself.

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celabi · 11 months

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Some soft scara for the soul 🫶

Clumsy !reader who’s always tripping over her own two feet. she keeps her eyes up and doesn’t bother to look at the ground below her. most of the time it costs her her footing, and she falls face first to the floor more times then she can count. It really gives Scaramouche a scare, every time he’s unable to grab you just before you hit the ground, he winces. though to make up for it, he is always quick to come to your care. dropping beside you and helping you stand back up. his hand reaching for the bandages in his pocket that he keeps spare just for this occasion.

He cleans the dirt from your knees, and like his mother did when he was a child, kisses the scraps on your palms to try and take away the pain. they’re always fresh wounds when he does it, and it’s stings when his lips make contact, but the worried look in his eyes every time he patches you up makes you refrain from commenting.

His voice is so soft too. something along the lines of “oh my sweet girl, where does it hurt?” while he’s tending to your injuries. telling you to watch where you’re walking so you don’t litter your pretty skin with scratches. It keeps him on his toes, and he hates it…but at the same time can’t help but like it. like how he gets to care for you whenever your trip over. being able to hold your hand and run his thumb over your knuckles in a silent effort to try and comfort you. he knows that it does nothing, but he still tries.

Clumsy !reader who does it again. her head in the clouds and too distracted by the world around her to notice the small crack in the pavement. and before you or Scara knew what was happening, your foot gets caught and you end up tumbling to the floor. The hard concrete showing little kindness to your sudden greeting, going far as to knock the wind from your lungs and leaving you short of breath. you whimper in pain, unable to balance your landing. the loose stones from the road dig into your flesh uncomfortably, only adding onto your misery.

Scara knew he should have kept you closer, a closer eye on his surroundings so maybe he could have prevented this. and though it’s really not the big deal he makes it out to be, he’s still upset. He quickly discards the bag he was holding somewhere behind him before dropping right beside you, one hand on your back while the other softly pulls you up by the arm. He’s cooing reassurances into your ear, soft murmurs of ‘you’re alright, my love’ and ‘it’s okay, don’t be upset.’ as he helps you up to your feet.

Your little fall had for some reason grabbed the attention of a few by passers, but they don’t stare for long because Scaramouche is quick to scare them off with a small, angry glare. and while it successfully does the job, it’s doesn’t stop the small tears of embarrassment flooding your eyes. to have people watch you make a fool of yourself, in public no less, is just so humiliating that you can’t help but cower into your boyfriends side to try and hide yourself. It’s not the time to be flustered, but he can’t help but swoon at your cuteness. he’s able to quickly snap out of it though, and leads you over towards a bench, sitting you down before taking place beside you.

Your palms are scraped, small drops of blood escaping from your open scratch. It makes you frown, these dark red stains on your brand new sweater will one hundred percent be a pain to wash out. Scaramouche watches as you eye your sleeve, and takes notice of your annoyance, placing his hand on your thigh and running smooth circles on your skin to try soothing you. “Don’t worry, I’ll buy you a new one.” he whispers, and nudges closer towards you, where the warmth radiating from him body mends with your own. he’d like to be as close as possible, and if you say anything about his neediness, he already has a plan to blame the cold.

“There’s no need for that.” you shake your head, making no complaints when he takes ahold of your hand and brings it towards his chest, where a handkerchief he pulled out from his pocket starts to wipe at your wound. His eyes dart continuously from your palm to your face, where he watches you bite your lip in discomfort when he accidentally presses down a bit too hard. he curses himself, and lightens his touch as to not hurt you further, the last thing he ever wanted to do. Scaramouche apologises, a small ‘sorry, baby.’ he whispers to you, and pulls your hand up to his lips where he places small kisses along your wrist.

Anyways, just clumsy !reader always tripping over her feet, and scara who’s always there to pick her back up again.

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xxventiswindblumexx · 27 days

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Hi there love! If you have time, could you write a Scaramouche x fem reader, where they hate each other so much, and then he fucks her till she can't speak anymore. W Dom Scara. Have a good day!

Of course! Trying to get back into writing after a long hiatus due to family and home issues!

Here's a hate fucking scara x fem reader NSFW!

Can't forget to tag my local scara simp @hitomisuzuya ❤

⚠WARNING:Hate fucking, harsh/rough love, scara being scara, breeding kink, pet kink⚠

It was late at night as the storm in Inazuma rolls, thunder strikes as the wrath of the Electro Archon could be felt in the air, even more so in the delusion factory where a certain harbinger resided. Scaramouche was appointed to watch over the factory, one of the very last things he wanted to be stuck with, maybe he should've been more.. friendly during the harbinger banquet, maybe then he couldn't gotten out of it, regardless he had a duty to uphold and another idea on his mind.

As the puppet thought he could hear the distant sound of fighting, great, the traveller Y/N arrived, how annoying. just what he needed, another annoyance, already had enough he had to work with the Doctor and Childe, now he must be rid of the traveller.

He waited for her to arrive to his domain, it was only a matter of time before she arrived and of course he would relish seeing her fall, but that's not what fate had in store for the two.

Y/N entered the room alone, she decided this was a fight even Paimon couldn't go with, a fight between her.. and the Balladeer.

"How dare you use people's lives for your profit!" she started, hand gripping her sword with nothing but vengeance for her dear friend. Scaramouche couldn't help but eat up the look, the anger, he loved it. wait.. loved it? no he can't get distracted.

"oh? did your pathetic friend die from it? must've been to weak.. like you" he laughed, only antagonizing the hero more, what he didn't expect was for her to attack already, coming at him with her sword he was able to grab her arm and deflect it, shoving her to the floor, he's much faster then her, with the power of electro he can move faster then she can blink. Once on the ground he stomped on her wrist making her drop the sword, hissing she clawed at his ankle but it was no use, he had her pinned.

His electric gaze sent shivers and strangely arousal through her as she gave him a scowl

"give up yet pest?" he hissed, arousal and anger was filling the air, "I can see you're ready to fight back and prove your worth" He continued his actions of stomping on her wrist again, "that means you have some backbone" he growled as Y/N struggled to get back into her feet

"What I have is not something I care to brag about" she said in return angerly, however when the two got close, scaramouche slamming her into the floor once more but this time holding her down with his hands, her legs on either side putting them in a situation, she could feel his hard on, something he tried to ignore, pathetic human emotions, he would say, but now its gotten him in a bind. "I wouldn't have guessed the Balladeer would get hard from this" she scowls causing his face to flush with both embarrassment and anger, but he couldn't deny the feeling, "or maybe I do know who you are, your true form" She snarls in disgust at him.

"And what might that be" he says with venom. Y/N smirks and sits herself straight up, she's getting more cocky now, and honestly it wasn't helping his already poor self control

"you're just a touch starved, horny angry man aren't you?" she remarks, snapping the last bit of restraint he had, growling he was determined to put this scum in her place

"I'll teach you to respect me, even if I have to break you over and over" he hissed beside her ear, biting harshly on her neck, his hips pushed forward causing her to gasp, a sharp moan leaving her throat as she squirmed in pleasure, she hated him and he hated her yet.. for that reason, they made each other stronger, the balladeers strength, their passion, they complemented and created each other.

Once started they knew they couldn't stop, his hands selfishly grabbing and pulling at her clothing, growls and groans filled the air as they moved around each other's bodies in a way they never thought possible. Her body was soft beneath his rough touches and gentle kisses, her breath coming in gasps and his lips on hers felt like heaven yet hell at the same time.

Once he pulled her clothing off he shoved her onto her stomach, taking control as the god he is, his cock throbbing against her wet pussy as he laughs at her submission, even if she was still struggling, he was the dominate one here, his tip flushed and leaking with precum as he pushed it against her entrance "fucking beg for me like the whore you are" he hissed, she resisted but she couldn't deny the throbbing need, weakly begging "please.. f-fuck! please just fuck me!" shamelessly begging before his thick cock slammed into her pussy, growling as his hands gripped her hips hard enough to cause his nails to scratch the skin, he thrusted hard and fast hitting her sweet spot, moaning loudly as her walls clenched around him, the feeling driving him insane. He pulled himself off from her slowly and threw away his discarded clothes, now fully naked he held her wrists above her head, assuming a new position before pressing his body onto hers, he thrusting hard and deep causing her to whimper, her pussy clenching around him as he mercilessly fucked into her, claiming her as his own.

"F-fuck! you're so damn tight, i-its like you want me to breed you don't you? " he hissed in a teasing tone, she groans as his hand tighten it's grip on her already sore wrists, his cock throbbed with need to release as she felt a knot began to tighten, causing her to cry out his name. He thrust harder until she cries with her orgasm, causing him to release his cum deep inside of her, she writhed under him, crying out in pain and pleasure as his cum filled her womb, his dick still buried within her pussy and balls.

"You're mine now little one, you belong to me and only me, " he murmured softly as she felt weak, he had almost forgotten his plan, nevertheless he had to make changes anyways, he can't just let her get in his way again.. maybe he can keep her as his pet.

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deucebox · 2 years

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: ̗̀➛ our sweet adorable… child? wait-

scaramouche x reader

fluff

794 words

note: scara referred to reader as the kid’s mom once but they/them pronouns still used. not really proofread hehe.

you didn’t know that having a kid around would allow you the opportunity to witness another side of scaramouche you thought you would never see.

scaramouche could only look at you with furrowed brows with his arms crossed on his chest. “the hell is that?” he scoffed.

“a… child?” you answered unsurely with a hint of ‘isn’t-it-obvious?’ tone, hugging the frame of the little girl closer to your body.

the young man clicked his tongue in annoyance, tapping his foot impatiently on the ground. “where did you get it?”

“she spawned from the sky— for archon’s sake, i have no idea either!” you snapped back and cleared your throat after. “but really, i was looking at the stalls in the market a while ago when she suddenly held my hand and tagged along. i tried asking where her parents are but she seems to not know and i’m guessing she’s around four years old?”

he scanned the girl in your grasp and the kid stared back innocently. she turned her body to his direction and stretched out her arms.

you chuckled and walked closer to scaramouche and he reluctantly held her. “what’s your name, little one?” he inquired warily.

“yuina!” she cheerfully answered, craning her neck to the side and gazed curiously at the red strings dangling from his hat.

yuina leaned forward and rested her chin on scaramouche’s shoulder and reached out to pull the string downward, causing him to throw his head back a bit and you stifled a laugh.

scaramouche groaned and immediately went to lecture her. yuina couldn’t help but pout sadly as her ears took in all his scolding.

“kunikuzushi.”

his head snaps towards you upon sensing the emphasis of threat in your voice. you irritatedly signaled him to look at yuina’s state and so he did.

scaramouche stared at her glossy eyes, red nose, and flushed cheeks while trying not to let out a sob.

his eyes widened slightly for a fraction of second before stuttering out an apology. “s-sorry. don’t cry, yuina. i’m not mad at you, hush now.” he gently pats her head before proceeding to wipe away her tears with his thumb.

“k-kuni…zuhi…?” she imitated but only jumbled her own words.

“you’ll get it right next time,” he sighed.

“kuni made my yuina upset? what should we do to get back at him?” you joked and squeezed her chubby cheeks softly.

“‘m hungry.” yuina cheekily smiled. with her simple gesture, both you and scaramouche were stunned for a moment with how cute she is.

“then let’s make kunikuzushi pay for our food!” you suggested and scaramouche could only let out a huff.

“yuina,” she pointed at herself and you two pay attention to what she was going to say next. “papa… mama…” she then pointed at scaramouche and then you.

“ridiculous. we are not your paren—mhmp!” you gently slapped his mouth shut and just nodded at her. “we can be your second mom and dad, yuina! we’ll take care of you.” you reassured and she let out a small ‘yay!’

he reached out in his pocket and fished out a chocolate candy. scaramouche unwraps it with one hand and brought it closer to yuina’s face.

she instinctively reaches for it but scaramouche brings his hand further away, making the child whine. “ah-ah-ah. if your hands get dirty, you might wipe it on my clothes. let me feed it to you instead.” he reasons out, voice uncharacteristically soft and gentle.

“how come you never feed me affectionately like that?” you shamelessly sputtered and he grimaced at your statement. “grow up, y/n.” he snarled, bringing back his attention to yuina as she gratefully munched on the treat.

“could be saying the same thing to you,” you whispered. “what?” he glared. “nothing!”

“don’t be like your mom, they’re always so mean to me.” he feigned hurt and yuina giggled before agreeing, scaramouche smiled in victory before insisting a high-five with her.

“why are you teaming up on me now, huh?” you playfully scrunched your nose disappointingly.

“let’s leave y/n now and we’ll buy you whatever you want to eat, yes? good.” he insisted.

yuina happily booped scaramouche’s nose. he stilled in shock and for once today, he breaks and smiles.

“feeling bold now, are we?” he teased and lowered his head a bit so that his nose could touch hers. being a witness of this tugged your heartstrings in the best way possible and you could just melt there and then at the sight.

you didn’t even notice that they were both looking at you expectantly. “are you just going to stare at us and not eat?” he sassed and you excitedly walked to his right side, your hand finding its way to hold his unoccupied hand.

perhaps it wouldn’t be too bad if you and scaramouche keep yuina for the rest of the day.

and if i suddenly kill yuina then what

just kidding hehe. scaramouche’s backstory was my main reason for writing this in one sitting and i hope you guys enjoyed it as much as i do!

i really really hope this was to your liking nakskkw rbs are greatly appreciated ty ily pls take care *smooches*

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sh1-n0bu · 10 months

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hey hey!! new anon here,,

not sure how to write this but I'll try

could we get a scara x amab reader, with praise, overstimulation, and if you're comfortable body worship? (for scara ofc) i wanna make him cry 🛐

also !! can i be 🍷 anon?? <3

♡︎ 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 ♡︎

characters: sub!scaramouche x dom!AMAB!reader

warnings: praise, overstimulation, body worship, dacryphillia, overall very soft and fluffy

notes: of course you can be 🍷anon! slowly but surely clearing out my inbox and thinking on holding a 3k followers event. if you guys have any ideas, lemme know!

wanderer — formerly known as scaramouche, balladeer and the sixth of the eleven fatui harbingers — has always been a shut in type of person. always preferring his own space, solitude and of course, a bitter tea to go along with everything. so when you, his assistant since day one, had suddenly proposed your affections for the angry gremlin he rejected at first.

but that never deterred you. you would try over and over again. asking him out on dates, offering him some help, cuddles if he was being restless and stressed, holding his hand while he undergoes the painful weekly tortures of il dottore — you did it all for him.

and one day, scaramouche did indeed cave in and decided to accept your nth suggestion for a date. it wasn’t like he had liked you or anything, he just wanted to make you shut up quickly. he’s lying, he loved you way longer than you did him.

since then, going out on “dates” had become a usual thing between you two. you two would meet up in certain places, hang out for some time, talk for a bit, hold hands if scaramouche is feeling gutsy enough and say your goodbyes.

it had continued on for so long until it suddenly came to a stop when scaramouche had to go to sumeru with il dottore to take buer’s gnosis. of course the plan worked and the second harbinger came back with the gnosis but no scaramouche.

for some time after that, you seriously thought you were tripping absolute bonkers. everyone kept saying the sixth seat of the harbingers had been vacant and the name scaramouche or balladeer doesn’t ring a bell. you even held an audience with her majesty, the tsaritsa as well and yet she said she doesn’t remember!

that was until you decided to desert the fatui and go to sumeru yourself to find out just what the fuck was going on. it took incredibly long time — sumeru’s rainforest and desert aren’t the most hospitable places for someone so used to the cold like you — but after a whole half a year of searching, you managed to see him again.

him. the one who stole your heart. the one who caused you to desert the fatui despite knowing the punishment would be death. the one that cradled your heart gently in his hand since you’ve been assigned to be his assistant.

and by the archons was it worth the whole thing. to be chased down by the people who were once your comrades. to suffer heatstrokes in the hot desert of sumeru. to continuously get pelted by the rain and thunder in the rainforests of sumeru. by the archons was it all worth it when the moment you two locked eyes. it was as if your first meeting all over again.

by the archons was it worth it when he recognized you, dropping the scrolls in his arms as he runs up to you. it was worth it when he came to a stop in front of you — hesitating. waiting. wondering. before finally muttering “fuck it” and getting on his tip toes to plant a kiss on your lips. it was worth it all — even as you gently broke him down and rebuilt him again a whole new in your arms in the comfort of your now shared home.

scaramouche has always been a shut in type of person. always preferring his own space, solitude and of course, a bitter tea to go along with everything.

but wanderer was a bit different. he preferred to be alone, alone with you. a bitter tea and your voice going “yuck!” whenever he made you take a sip, lying and promising he put sugar in it this time. a shy stolen glance at each other and a peck or two followed by the silence of each other’s presence. “lonely together” you once called your relationship. he couldn’t agree more.

even as his first time is taken by you — the doll couldn’t be happier.

even as he whimpers and whines whenever you praise him, planting kisses on his skin as he blushed a beet red. weakly thrusting his hips back to meet yours under the dim lights of the lit candles. desperately reaching back, tangling your hair in his hand to tug you down for a sloppy kiss to try and hide his moans when you called him your “good boy”, “pretty doll” and your “one and only”.

a weak sob and sniffles resounding in your shared home as wanderer comes on your cock for the nth time. how many times had he cum by now? he’s too hazy and lust ridden to even keep up count.

tears kept falling down his face as he unconsciously grind back into your cock, wanting more. a cacophony of keens and moans and shrill sound resembling a squeal coming out of him as he feels your tip hit his prostate again. archons, he wanted to feel that again and again. feel himself get broken down by your hands, by your lips, by the soft praises coming out of your mouth, by your dick just fucking into him so good to the point his mind becomes a mush.

when you gently put him back together again — wiping away the sweat and cum staining his skin, when you cradle him gently as you two share a quick bath together, when you wrap your arms around him and hug him close to yourself — the pupet couldn’t help but smile.

a genuine, unadulterated smile of happiness spreading on his face as he hears your words of affirmation. in soft moments like this, the puppet couldn’t help but whisper out weakly in a hoarse voice.

“you, [name], my heart…” before slipping off into a dreamless state.

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fandangotales · 2 years

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Head empty just

Sagau but readers cellphone now has infinite battery for some reason and theyre on tiktok and watching genshin edits until one of the acolytes sees and gets curious so reader shows everyone the edits made for then

Zhongli: why am i........geo grandpa

Xiao: morax isn't my father

Yae: what is an........Eiussy and why do these humans want it so bad

Venti: (trying to force scara to have anemo vision after seeing the sad scaramouche edits) BUT THE EDITS, YOUR BACKSTORY IS SCREAMING AIR BOY!!!

Scara: GET THE FUCK OFF ME!!!!

WHOOO MY FIRST REQUEST ASK!!!

anyways-

When I tell you that a phone in TEYVAT would be absolute chaos… I mean it.

I can 99% guarantee you that Albedo has asked to experiment on what he refers to as Their Grace’s “strange device.”

(Please keep your phone away from him, as it will not make it out of his lab intact.)

Other acolytes who aren’t as curious about HOW and WHY it works may find interest on seeing you use your device to watch videos.

The people of Teyvat aren’t familiar with advanced technology, so I’d assume it’s fair to say that they would treat your phone as a Divine Object, comparable to the Anemo Archon’s Holy Lyre.

Since you are The Creator, it would be valued a lot more.

Nobody, not even one of the Archons, is allowed to touch such a holy object. Such a thing would be viewed as incredibly disrespectful. How could any of them, lowly acolytes, have the audacity to come into contact with your beloved “phone”?

Now, assuming that the reader can still watch Tik Toks, of course they would like to share some of them with certain characters, because why not?

Also, why wouldn’t you let them in on some of the jokes that are popular in the Genshin Fandom?

If Zhongli knew that he was referred to as “Geo Grandpa” I think his reaction would be one of initial shock.

“What does the title ‘Geo Grandpa’ indicate, Divine One?”

After a little explanation from you, I think he’d catch on. He is aware of his age, after all.

Others may think that the title “Grandpa” is offensive towards a former archon of all things, but he doesn’t mind as long as you are the one saying it. The term “Grandpa” is often used between mortals in a family, so does this mean that you considered him as family?

Whenever you call him by that name, you can expect to see a soft smile across his features.

When Xiao discovered that the fandom considers his relationship with Morax to be one of father and son, he was speechless for a good minute.

You gave him a look, trying to suppress your laughter.

“So…? You’re not denying it.”

He huffed, crossing his arms. “Morax is not my father.”

You wheezed, clearly amused by his flustered expression. Xiao was avoiding your gaze, clearly trying his best to convince you that he did not see the older man as a father figure.

The term “Eiussy” was completely unknown to the Lady Guuji… until she joined you in watching the short films know as “Tik Toks” on the magical screen of the divine “phone”

Now, Yae Miko is quite clever, so it was only natural that she would grasp the concept of what “Eiussy” meant.

She watched a few videos which featured similar titles, such as “Tartussy”, “Scarussy”, and “Kokussy”. All of them played a key role in her eventual understanding of just what exactly “Eiussy” meant.

The very moment she learns the true meaning, I can guarantee you that she will casually bring it up in conversation.

“Your Grace, you would be welcome at Watatsumi Island anytime!” Gorou beams, waving goodbye to you from the docks of Ritou.

The Watatsumi ship had finally arrived, after a lengthy delay following your business meeting with the Inazuman Officials.

“Thank you, Gorou.” You started to say… but the ever famed doggy general had already boarded the ship, and was out of your sight.

“Hmm…” a recognizable voice trailed, as her hand lightly touched your shoulder. Miko gave you a knowing look. “I guess he wanted to get some of that Divineussy”

Your expression remained blank.

“Perfect use of that title.” You praised, staring after the ship, as it departed into the sunset.

If and when Venti saw all of the sad Scaramouche edits… let’s just say that you’d have to physically restrain him.

Restrain him from making his way over to the Balladeer as soon as possible, that is.

Scaramouche would just be doing Fatui work, maybe trying to convince the recruits that the stars are indeed a lie…

And… bam.

A random ass bard pops up out of nowhere.

“Good day! Would you be interested in gaining an anemo vision?”

“What the fuck.”

#cultau #sagau #genshin impact #genshin impact sagau #genshin cult au #genshin crack #genshin sagau #venti #zhongli #genshin xiao #scaramouche

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I know we talk about gamer Scara but I need to suck him off till he’s overstimulated while he plays

Fuck or make him rail us while we try to play

Gamer!Scaramouche x fem! reader. Smut. Overstimulation. Scara receiving.

Freddy is back at it again, guys❤️ I'm not sure if this was a request or not, but I wanted to write something for it anyways.

Scaramouche was starting to have a problem focusing, his fingers shaking as they hovered over the keys on his keyboard. He wasn't signed into Discord, thankfully. He didn't need shitheads chattering in his ear while he was trying to listen and look for Freddy. That fucker was on the move again.

All he needed was his your pretty lips wrapped around his cock. He'd cummed twice down your throat by the time he got to Night 3. He was on Night 5 now, and you hadn't stopped sucking.

"Fucking hell," He groaned, his fingers shaking as they found the back of your head. His cock throbbed in your mouth, making him hiss as she pushed it down onto his cock.

You coughed on purpose, wanting him to feel your throat spasming around his cock. You kept your eyes focused on him, watching literal tears well into his eyes from over stimulation.

Scaramouche hastily brushed them away, cursing because he had taken his other hand away from the keyboard. You slurped loudly on his cock, curling your tongue around it as you sucked. His thighs trembled when you trapped his cock against the roof of your mouth with your tongue, grinding it against the roof of your mouth.

"I'm gonna cum down your throat again if you keep sucking like that, slut," He said in a shaky voice. You bobbed your head up to suck on the head of his cock.

That was what you wanted. This boy had some payback coming, after all. You'd even removed your panties so he could look down to see you stroking and rubbing yourself.

The kitten licks you flicked over the tip of his aching cock made him push your mouth back down on his cock again, thrusting into your mouth until cum spilled into your throat.

"Tag out..I tag out.." He moaned, panting as he tried to catch his breath. He could barely focus enough to bring up the security camera screens for you to look and see where those fuckers were, shakily guiding you to sit in his lap.

Scaramouche rested his head in the dip of your shoulder, watching you evade Foxy closing in at the last second. You were already poised to catch Freddy. Which was so hot of you, by the way.

As much as it frustrated him when you did better than he did at a game, especially when you were so shy about actually playing them yourself, it also really turned him on.

He nearly moaned when you shut Freddy down, sending him back with his top hat between his legs to try again. You took a deep breath, leaning back against Scaramouche's chest.

"Fuck, I want you so bad right now," His hands found your hips, moving you back in his lap. He lifted you so that the head of his cock pressed up against your clit.

Let's see how well you would do while he bounced you on his cock, fucking you senseless while you tried to play. He wanted to see you struggle like he did.

When you started to try and grind down against his cock, he abruptly lowered you down onto his cock. "Don't you dare pause the game," He hissed in your ear, bouncing you on his cock as he thrust up to bottom out inside of you.

He almost could breathe for a moment, your cunt felt so good clenching around his cock. You gasped in pleasure, trying to squirm as he held you still in his lap.

As overstimulated as Scaramouche was, he couldn't stop grunting and pounding into you. One of his hand squeezed around your breast, pinching your nipples to ground himself as his cock throbbed strong from overstimulation.

Now you could barely concentrate. His cock was kissing deep into your cervix, making you quake in pleasure. Your orgasm was building up to toe curling intensity. You could only try to struggle to bounce on his cock while he held you still, moaning high pitched the stronger your orgasm built up inside you.

Scaramouche's fingers feverishly rubbed your clit, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. Your finger smacked on the keys to bring the cameras up on the screen again. Opening your eyes, you focused your vision through blurry tears of pleasure. "G-Gotcha," You exclaimed, it sounded more like a moan of bliss instead of victory.

You stopped Freddy again.

Right as you squirted all over his cock, your thighs trembling and your body twitching. His grip tightened on your hip, his thrusting turning sloppy before his cock throbbed cum inside of you.

"Don't you even move off of my cock," He sighed happily, resting his chin in the dip of your shoulder again. He wanted to watch the rest of Night 5 while his fingers stroked over your clit.

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #genshin imagines #modern au #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader

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bboricha · 1 year

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inazuma boys, we’re unforgettable!

➳ wc: ~ 1.5k ➳ pairings: modern!heizou, kazuha, and scaramouche x fem!reader (she/her) ➳ cw: not proofread, 4P, oral (m and f!receiving), marking, deepthroat, cum eating, protected, unprotected, degradation a bit (slut), scara is called kuni, scara is a bit mean, heizou likes getting his d!ck wet, kazuha is sweet, dumbification if u squint, language, lmk if i missed any

synopsis: it's almost as if this was planned by those three. not that it matters now, you know, with them filling you up so well and all.

kazuha’s behind you, leaving delicate, soft kisses on your neck, putting just enough pressure to make it ever so slightly red, while kuni sits on your right, shoving his tongue down your throat. he nips a bit at your lips, making them pink and puffy as you whine at the feeling—how did he know that you like a little bit of pain? and heizou is below you, arms hooked around your legs as he eats you out like a starved man, slurping up everything you have to give him while leaving marks on the inside of your thighs, muttering comments here and there about how wet you are just from their teasing with his hot breath hitting your skin, making you twitch in response.

you can’t remember how you got here, you were at itto’s party just a second ago, and were swept up into an empty room by these three the next. you’re a bit confused, but it feels good. the attention was nice, not knowing that they were waiting all week for this. it was definitely premeditated. the way they were eyeing you the moment you stepped in, shamelessly looking at any exposed skin or even the parts that were hidden behind fabric, it was as clear as day. you just didn’t know that they had set their sights on you well before this party.

not that it matters now, of course. it doesn’t matter when heizou sticks his tongue inside your dripping hole, tasting your essence as he licks a stripe up towards your clit, sucking on the tiny bud as you whine into kuni’s mouth. he tsks, unsatisfied at how you’re focusing so much on heizou’s ministrations. he stands up, taking his hardened cock out and brings it to your lips. to his delight, you take it in, giving a tentative lick to the tip and proceed to bring the entire head inside your mouth. when kuni pushes a bit more of his length inside, you feel kazuha’s soft hands wrapping around your waist, coming up a bit to your breasts as he begins fondling them. he takes a nipple between the tips of his fingers, rolling it around while biting your shoulders and you can feel him grinding his clothed cock against your ass.

there’s so much going on, you’re not sure how to take in all these sensations when you suddenly cum against heizou’s tongue. he quickly licks up your release, milking out your orgasm for what it’s worth and you whine on kuni’s dick from the overstimulation. once he’s done, he gets up, wiping his chin satisfyingly as he rolls a condom over his length.

“wait, who said you get to go first?” kuni starts, pushing heizou away from you. he ignores him, going back to his original position and lines himself against his entrance.

“you have her mouth, don’t you? that should be enough,” heizou teases, rubbing himself up and down to gather your slick before entering your hole. the stretch has your eyes rolling back—kuni keeps complaining, but you’re not listening and neither is heizou.

“hey, slut,” kuni says, not bothering to hide his irritation as he grabs your face, squishing your cheeks as he forces you to look at him, “you can take it deeper, can’t you?” you try to give a nod the best you can when heizou bottoms out, making you moan on kuni’s cock when he mutters something about “opening up” when he pushes his length down your throat even deeper.

“kazuha, you good?” heizou asks, slowly pulling out before shoving himself all the way back in again, beginning to rhythmically thrust inside you.

“mmhm,” he replies, his voice soft and calm, opposite to the situation, “it’s fun to watch her like this, she’s so cute.” he says fondly, giving you a gentle kiss on the cheek before going back to marking up your neck and back. little do the other men know that it’s because once they’re tired out, it means that kazuha can have you all to himself.

“suit yourself,” heizou grunts, smirking as he’s perfectly content with this. he finally got to taste you and fuck your sweet cunt? it’s a dream come true for him.

he speeds up his thrusts, the pace becoming sporadic when he notices kuni fucking your throat with the same fervor. how insane would it be if the three of you came all at once? and with that thought, he places a finger on your clit, rubbing figure eights against it. kuni’s hands are buried in your hair, using it as leverage as he fucks himself deep in your throat, your tears and messy make up pushing him further to the edge. he gives one last thrust, stilling as far as he can push himself into you as you feel his warm cum trickling down your throat. it was then when heizou gives a particularly harsh pinch to your clit when you orgasm around his length, the spasms of your pussy making him still as he spills into the condom, groaning out about how you’re so impossibly tight. you try to swallow everything kuni had to give you the best you can, and when he pulls out, pressing his thumb down on your tongue to check, he kisses your forehead, the action uncharacteristically sweet.

both men retreat, letting kazuha take their places as they both leave to return to the party to grab refreshments as if they didn’t just fuck the life out of you.

“have fun, kazu! she’s all yours~” heizou laughs, as kuni scowls, not finding his jokes amusing.

“i thought we were sharing,” kuni grumbles and heizou laughs again.

“you know i didn’t mean it like that, of course we are!” you can hear their voices fade away into the rest of the noises from the party downstairs. oh yeah, there was a party, wasn’t there? and what were they talking about…? you’re… whose? and—oh—kazuha begins kissing you gently, ignoring the fact that kuni had just emptied himself inside your mouth. he kisses away your tears, wiping away any strays as he quietly brings fingers to your entrance, testing your reaction as he dips a finger inside. you moan against his mouth, trying to grind on his fingers when you feel his lips curve into a smile.

“you’re still so tight and needy—how exactly do you manage to be so, so perfect?” he asks, the question obviously rhetoric, fully knowing that you’re incapable of responding. he slides in a second finger, the stretch is good, but not enough, so you grab onto his shirt, silently asking for him to simultaneously take it off and to put something bigger inside you.

“you’re just so greedy, aren’t you?” he gives you one last kiss, pulling away as he watches you chase after his lips. “but i like that about you, you know.” he pulls off his shirt and it feels like forever, as if he’s purposely putting on a show. he reveals a toned body underneath, pulling out his cock. why is he taking so long, you wonder, watching him reach for a condom before you grab his arm, stopping him.

“kazuha—please—” you beg before he pushes you down against the mattress, the look in his eyes changing in an instant. it’s darker, almost as if you can see a fire in them and it makes your pussy clench around nothing.

“as you wish,” his voice is deeper than before as he thrusts his entire length inside of you in one go, making you gasp and moan, a mixture of the two. you hold onto his shoulders for some sort of purchase as he begins his assault on your cunt, the pace he sets is brutal. he’s been patient for a bit too long, after all. the head of his dick kisses that gummy part of your walls that makes you see stars. how was he able to find your sweet spot so fast is beyond you, but with the way he keeps his focus there is a telling sign that you won’t be lasting long.

a few more hits have your eyes rolling back as you cum around his cock, leaving a creamy, white ring on him as you squirt all over his lower abdomen. your spasms have him groaning, leaning his body against yours as he kisses you, drinking up your moans as he continues thrusting, chasing after his orgasm now.

“where… should i—” he asks, starting to lose his rhythm as you cut him off.

“inside, please,” you beg with streaks of mascara running down your eyes, your lipstick completely licked off by now, but it’s the prettiest fucking sight kazuha’s ever seen. he reaches his peak, bottoming out as he cums inside of you. you feel warmth spreading throughout your stomach, the feeling a bit addicting, opening up a new door as the actual door to the room opens, heizou and kuni coming in looking refreshed with bottles of water for the four of you.

kazuha’s still inside, leaning down to give you one last kiss before pulling out.

“you can take more, can’t you?”

➳ an: oops! sorry, just dropped my—oh god—im so fuckin clumsy, sorry let me just—oh no it spilled again, hold on—

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