Tumgik
#scaramouche x you
luvkuvi · 2 days
Text
34 – invisible string !
What's so good about him ?!
Scaramouche x reader smau series
synopsis — Your ex boyfriend kuni is in a band called 5wirl and they're pretty well known considering him and his bandmates are still in college but you still hated his guts on how he ended things with you back then in highschool the day before graduation. So whats the best course of action in this situation? make a hate account of him of course. 
prev || masterlist || next
Tumblr media
In the dimly lit bar, the air hung heavy with the mingling scents of alcohol and cigarette smoke. The low murmur of conversations ebbed and flowed like a distant tide, punctuated by the clinking of glasses and the occasional burst of laughter. 
Amidst the crowd, a lone figure slumped on a barstool, his shoulders hunched and his gaze vacant. Scaramouche, drinking away his problems with his tousled hair and bloodshot eyes, nursed his whiskey with a grim determination. Each sip burned like fire as it traveled down his throat, yet he welcomed the sensation, craving its numbing embrace. 
"Stupid stupid stupid..." He slammed his shot glass, scaramouche was never a heavy drinker even though he was surprised at how much alcohol he had consumed. He began to replay memories in his mind mostly memories with y/n, he didn't know if it was the alcohol making him think these but he felt himself losing it in this self-pity party he made for himself 
As the night wore on, Scara's movements became increasingly unsteady, his speech slurred and disjointed. He waved off concerned looks from the bartender and fellow patrons with his signature scowl, insisting that he was fine, that he could handle his liquor. But the truth was evident in the glassy emptiness of his eyes, betraying a soul drowning in sorrow and regret. 
With each drink, Scaramouche sought solace in the swirling depths of alcohol, hoping to drown out the memories that haunted him, if only for a fleeting moment. "This isn't working" he muttered to himself standing up to use the bathroom before driving around to clear his thoughts, he wasn't sure himself. 
As Scaramouche made his way through the crowded bar, his mind consumed by the urgent need to find the bathroom and leave, he suddenly collided with someone, nearly spilling the drink the other person had in the process. Looking up, he froze in disbelief as he found himself face to face with the reason why he was there in the first place 
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise before a cold mask of indifference settled over their features. "Scaramouche," they said, their voice tinged with a hint of annoyance. 
"Y/n..," he replied, his voice catching in his throat. Memories of their tumultuous relationship flooded his mind, and he struggled to find the right words to say. 
Tumblr media
Notes: what ef i leave w this cliffhanger(this is the first time they've met in 3 ish years)
Taglist ! (Open): @sakiimeo @sagegreenthinks @evsolostheuniverse @mizokowashere @mechanicalbeat1  @bananasquash @wolfe02 @msameikanevaeh @yukiipc @magica-ren @r0ttenhearts @vvyeislazzy @yuumaofc   @darthvada @the-ghost-0f-t0m0 @yoyo-yui @thenightsflower   @lazy-sanns @sukunasrealgf @danhenglovebot @sketcheeee  @featuredtofu @mine-lu @karma-gisa @amyena @onmywaytoteyvat @fujimoribaby @eliqusgenma   @buubbbbly   @reekapeeka @elernity @kunikissr @miko1ly @feverish-dove @pomeiu @kascar-chronicle @otomegame-oneshots @kiokiee @swivy123
170 notes · View notes
hitomisuzuya · 2 days
Note
Can I have modern, college AU Scaramouche x reader? Fluff or smut, totally up to you (or both) 🫶🏻🫶🏻 Thank you
Scaramouche x fem! reader. Smut. Scaramouche giving. Cunnilingus. Sex toy. Bondage. Praise. One word of degradation. Masturbation. Fluffy fluffy fluff and soft Scara at the end.
I hope everyone had good luck on their pulls!
Given Scaramouche's GPA, he could more than afford to skip classes on a whim. And today, as always, he wanted to spend his skip day devouring you.
A satisfied smirk tugged at corners of his lips watching you squirm, the restraints binding your wrists together above your head, carefully tied to the headboard. Your hips rocked up to seek friction from the vibrating toy on your clit. "Look at my good girl writhing," He purred, turning up the setting on the toy, moving the vibrator in slow circles on your swelling clit.
You whimpered feeling more stimulation on your clit. Scaramouche licked his lips. "You make me so hard when you whimper," He reached up and hovered a hand over your eyes, blocking your vision so you wouldn't know he was inserting the vibrator into your drooling pussy.
The jolt of pleasure surprised you, the vibrations humming along your walls as he started to pump the toy in and out of you. He teased it against your sweet spot. Your legs shook as your pussy clenched around it. Breathless moans started to sound from you, making Scaramouche's cock twitch and harden more.
He took his hand from over your eyes, caressing a hand over the shape of your hip as he settled between your legs. "Such cute noises should be accompanied by begging, no?" The tip of his nose brushed against your clit, leaving the vibrator inside of you as his tongue kitten licked it.
A line of saliva connected his tongue to your clit as he pulled away to admire your puffy pussy. He resumed pumping the vibrator in and out of you, his lips coming down to latch around your clit. He groaned as your hips jerked up to grind your pussy against his mouth.
Your sweet moans filled his dorm room, the restraints around your wrists rubbed against your smooth skin as you writhed. He could tell you weren't far from starting to beg to cum. He shivered as he sucked on your clit, his cock throbbing and leaking precum in anticipation of hearing you beg. Beg all for him.
Scaramouche swirled his tongue around your clit. The tips of his fingers ghosting along the inside of one of your thighs rose goosebumps on their wake. He took the vibrator out of you to rub and tease your clit while he prodded his tongue against your entrance.
Your cunt immediately clenched around it, the pleasure building up to almost overwhelming proportions. He moaned into your cunt, pushing his tongue up inside of you to savior your taste. "I can feel you clenching like a slut on my tongue," He taunted, "you want to cum so badly."
Tears welled into your eyes, making him chuckle as his lips found your clit again. Your body was twitching with your approaching orgasm. Your fingers were aching to touch him. To tug on his hair and push his mouth down onto your cunt.
Seeing your desperation only turned Scaramouche on more. He smoothly pushed the vibrator up inside of you, his pace faster, driven with the intent to make you come undone for him.
It took a moment for your fuzzy head to comprehend forming coherent sentences as your head spun. "P-Please! Please, I want to cum! Make me cum, Scara! Please!" Your fingernails dug into the palms of your hands from how tight your orgasm was coiling inside of you.
"That's my good girl," He purred, putting a hand on your hip to steady you. He turned up the vibrator one more time, his sucks turning twice as eager on your clit.
You clenched hearing his praise. The vibrator nudging into your sweet spot, coupled with his wet sucks on your clit brought to cum on the toy. Your body quaked with pleasure, your pussy rocking into his mouth and the toy as he fucked it inside of you through your orgasm.
Grinning wickedly down at you, he left the toy inside of you to relish in the way you squirmed and writhed from overstimulation. He stroked his aching cock, jacking himself off to the sight. Your whimpers sounded extra sweet to him
A long, husky groan sounded from Scaramouche as he emptied his cock onto your chest. His precious fuck toy always looked more beautiful painted with his cum.
Once he was satisfied, he turned the toy off and took it out of you. He untied your wrists, gently kissing and licking the inflamed skin. "You did so well for me, kitten," He caressed your cheek, skimming his thumb across it.
"Thank you," You said softly, turning your cheek into his hand. He had the softest look in his eyes that only you got to see.
Scaramouche picked you up bridal style off his bed. "Let's get you into a warm bath, and then we can watch a movie together." As you put your arms around him, clinging to him as you rested your head against his shoulder, he was reminded (though not for the first time, today or any day) how much he loves and treasures you.
330 notes · View notes
zoropookie · 2 days
Text
HOW HATERS ARE BORN (HHAB)
♡ chapter twenty-five — bedrotting (💋)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
previous ♡ masterlist ♡ next
YOU ARE on your way to being one of the hottest streamer in your nation at the moment, racking a monthly average of 10 million viewers, but something specific bothers you about it. you know that a lot of people hate you, but there's this one account. one account that's been following you since the early days of your career. they leave a flood of rude comments in your stream, your moderators banned each account they made, but they keep making more. you are at the end of your tether. but you are yet to find out that this persistent cockroach is none other than your friend's friend (and the only other streamer that's bigger than you), scaramouche.
taglist ♡ @thystarsshine @veekoko @gumickajolli @simonisferal @kamiboo
@justpeachyteastea @feiherp @pinkismyfavcolor @aether-darling @kunisnaomi
@keiiqq @mine-lu @featuredtofu @danhenglovebot @k4zushi
@kyon-cherri @b4tm4nn @iiinaurate @quacking-simp @auroratumbles
@kookiibun @ulquiorraswife @amvpk01 @simplysm1le @h3xi2g0n3
@alatusorrow @scaranthropy @mellowberrie @magica-ren @vernith
@kabukipookie @bananasquash @suqarlaced @dellalyra @lightyagamifan
@yourfavoritefreakyhan @heartsforseo @yomishen @pwushizz @swivy123
@strxwberryfetish @ibyobi @ashfrommars4 @chemiru @ainnofinway
@agaygothicmushroom @levianamor @dragontammerz @wth121 @lylovw
@morgyyyyyyy @lovemari @suniika @melpomenelurks @liuaneee
@franaby (bold users means i'm having trouble tagging you)
134 notes · View notes
thepurestgirll · 2 days
Text
Favorite place to hide✧˖°
Tumblr media
It's not new to anyone that Scaramouche is somewhat… short. It's not difficult for you to simply rest your arms on his head or sometimes have to look down a little when he talks to you. He would pretend to be irritated by your actions every time you mentioned his height, but little does anyone know that he actually feels comfortable and secure in having a lover taller than him.
Balladeer had to take care of himself all his life, dealing with things alone has become a part of his routine. Therefore, it took him a while to get used to someone by his side, especially someone who cares and takes care of him.
And even though he often prefers no physical contact at all, there are rare moments when he just wants to hug you and forget everything that happened, forget about all the pain that his past has brought him, and hide from all his fears that unfortunately always seemed to haunt him.
In short, he doesn't care about your height. You could be infinitely taller than him and he still wouldn't care. You're with him, and that's what matters.
₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊
Author's note: like always, open requests and everything you already know! Sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language.
I realized that a lot of you feel insecure about being tall, so I decided to write this to try and make you feel better <3 I'm a tall girl myself, so I've always had a bit of a hard time feeling pretty too, but I hope I may have helped you in some way, even if it was just for a few minutes. Thank you for your attention, dear reader <3
@jennifer-jeong I took inspiration from you for this writing, since you mentioned that you are a taller girl in one of your reblogs, I hope you like it!
98 notes · View notes
faetima · 2 days
Note
I NEED A PART TWO TO SAFETY SCISSORS STATTTT. WHAT ABOUT SCARAS POV??? IS HE DENSE??? I need the reader to DIE and scara finds out and hes zcrushed and RAGH ANGST RAGHHHGHGGRR
Tumblr media
𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 . . .
. . he just keeps losing everything again and again and again.
// tws ; slight cursing,, ; gn reader ; modern & high school au, hanahaki au 
a/n: THANK YOU SM FOR HTIS IDEA OMG ILY
link to safety scissors !!
in his dreams, everyone else was irrelevant.
it was only him and you, you and him.
but now, with you gone, he could only wish his dreams were reality.
if only he wasn’t so fucking dense, if only he saw the way your eyes followed him whenever he was in class or in the halls or in the park or anywhere.
he wished he saw the adoration in your eyes before they were dull, showing the everlasting sign of death.
he wished he saw how your eyes lit up whenever he entered the room before they were blurred and bleary with the cloud of death.
he wished he saw how your eyes followed him like contrails before they were staring blankly at the ceiling of your house.
why did he have to be like this?
if he had just told you his feelings maybe you wouldn’t be dead.
maybe he wouldn’t have lost you.
but maybe life was a losing game for him. he didn’t even have the chance to win—he just lost everything again and again and again until there was nothing left for him.
he lost his mom, his childhood friends, everything.
even you.
he remembered that in middle school he had been assigned a project with you.
the moment he heard your name with his, he felt the unusual sensation of butterflies fluttering in his stomach.
at the moment, he had just wished you would disappear so that these fucking feelings would go away.
he regretted thinking that so, so much.
karma just kept eating him up and spitting him back out.
you and him had both been working on the project, and one thing had led to another and he had suddenly wound up with your left earbud in his ear.
scaramouche wanted you to hate him, wanted you gone.
so he scrunched up his nose in disgust, trying to act indifferent to you and your feelings.
“you listen to this fucking stuff?” he spat, hoping you couldn’t see through his guise.
you had just stayed silent, switching the song.
scaramouche could almost hear the silent cracking of your heart.
acting indifferent wouldn’t help anything.
scaramouche should’ve known from all the mistakes he’d done in the past that indifference would go against him, it would never help him.
but he had still acted uncaring anyways.
you were dead now, and all because he decided to act apathetic in order to hide his own feelings for you.
he had a memory that, once, in class, you were both seated together. in what seemed to be a haze of nervousness, your leg bounced up and down as you took shaky breaths, anxious and flustered by the fact he was sitting next to you.
scaramouche didn’t know what to do.
maybe if he acted bitter and shit you would stop liking him and these stupid fucking feelings would go away, right? it had always worked in the past, so it wouldn’t fail him now.
but it did. it faltered and failed him and now he regretted it all.
“can you stop that?” his sharp voice cut through the deafening silence of the classroom like a butter knife. you had glanced up, your eyes meeting his. scaramouche’s hands were clenched into fists, cold and clammy from anxiety.
wait, why the fuck was he nervous?
he took a shaky breath in, hoping this angry guise was working. he tried to scowl at you, watching as your eyes filled with the lightest layer of tears, making your eyes look like glass.
“sorry,” he silently watched as you apologized, immediately dropping your gaze down to the desk. scaramouche felt a soft pang of regret, but decided to ignore it.
“whatever,” he spat out, rolling his eyes. his neck and face were burning and his ears had the lightest tint of pink to them. scaramouche prayed that you didn’t notice how flustered he got.
maybe if he had confessed, you wouldn’t be gone now.
but no, he just had to keep losing everything again and again and again and again.
he broke into a coughing fit, bringing a hand up to cover his mouth.
and, as scaramouche lowered his hand, a singular purple petal fluttered onto his palm.
105 notes · View notes
yuyinesque · 15 hours
Text
everyone stfu rn — an alternative universe where dottore didn't stuff kabukimono with niwa's heart for his sick pleasure. instead of feeling his flutter incessantly and embarrassingly, his chest resembles the sounds of a running computer monitor LMFAOOOO. he's a mechanical puppet, after all. the more flustered he is, the louder it gets, and you'd think he's malfunctioning with the way it runs with you.
Tumblr media
kabukimono didn't know what it was at first; it worried him a little, but the thrilling rush of emotions inundated him to the point where he didn't even care anymore. it's loud, but... not detrimental. besides, even though it's loud and humiliating, you found it adorable, didn’t you? you even compared it to heart beats or arrhythmic palpitations, which not only induced the poor puppet's desire for a heart, but his infatuation towards you.
unfortunately, scaramouche would deny every single whirling motion in his chest cavity; he even considered getting that specific trait removed by dottore himself a plethora of times. he'd gaslight you into believing that you're creating delusions in that pretty little head of yours, and as he ponders about that "pretty little head" of yours, his chest does that little thing again. just what is that ridiculous attribute mocking him at every given moment with you?
whereas wanderer would bluntly and condescendingly deny the fact that it's there, or even brushes it off as a part of his programming. by now, he accepted what it was, but still wouldn't tell you the specifics (even though he had a feeling that you knew anyway). instead, he insists that you should "figure it out yourself" while pushing your head towards his chest with a cheeky chuckle, allowing you to listen to the unidentifiable noise buzz louder and louder.
Tumblr media
I WANNA WRITE SUM BASED ON THIS EUUUGHH help me.
62 notes · View notes
rninies · 6 hours
Text
✮ silly love
౨ৎ scaramouche x reader. fluff, gn!reader, scara's a tease here lol, modern!au — wc: 647
notes. scara fic for my bday :3
Tumblr media
“so, what's going on between you and scaramouche recently? you guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden.” one of your friends suddenly asks and you choked on the french fry you were eating, quickly drinking some water.
“what?”
“you heard me.” your friend gives you a knowing smile. “what’s going on between you and scaramouche? last i heard, he hates talking with people and now he’s all sweet and cute with you.”
your face turns red. “i-i don’t know what you’re talking about. besides, he’s opening up to more people! it’s not just me he’s talking with.”
your friend hums. “mm, then why is he walking this way with a scowl on his face?”
“what-?” you turned your head and they were right. scaramouche is indeed walking here with a scowl on his face. “scara? what’s wrong-”
“i thought you promised we were going to eat lunch together.” scaramouche cuts you off swiftly, sitting down next to you and placing his tray on the table. your friends could only watch in amusement as you tried to find an excuse to calm scaramouche down.
“w-well, i couldn’t find you when class ended! i didn’t want to sit alone like a loser waiting for you to come.” you said with a nervous laugh at the end. “besides, aren’t you bored eating with me every single day?”
“who said i would get bored of you?” scaramouche replies, grabbing a french fry and eats it. he looks at you with a confused look on his face. “why would i get bored of you?”
“you’re saying that as if you have a crush on me.” you let out a laugh, doubling over, smacking your hand on the table as if you said the funniest thing in the world. when you don’t hear a snarky remark from scaramouche, you stop laughing. your friends whispered to each other and quietly left the table, leaving you and scaramouche alone. “you-”
“i’m going to need you to stop for one second because i just find it so incredibly rude that you think i’m not head over heels in love with your stupid, oblivious ass.” scaramouche glares at you, obviously upset. “are you a brick? because you’re dense as fuck.”
your mouth hangs open, still clearly shocked from the sudden confession. “you- what?! when did you start having a crush on me?”
“do i have to explain in detail why i’m in love with you?” he asks, pushing his tray forward. he places his elbow on the table, his hand supporting his head. “well? are you just going to continue to gape at me or are you going to say anything else?” you instantly snap back into reality, clearing your throat.
“ahem,” you fiddled with your thumbs, nervous. “i thought you were the type to not fall in love with anyone.” you avoided eye contact, looking at everything except scaramouche.
scaramouche raises his eyebrows, obviously amused by your nervousness. “what, am i not allowed to have feelings? am i just a puppet to you?”
“okay who said-” you lift your head only to bump your nose against scaramouche’s. you stopped what you were saying, eyes meeting his. scaramouche’s lips slowly turns into a smile and he eventually lets out a laugh, quickly snapping you back to reality. “stop distracting me!”
“what do you mean?” scaramouche asks in a teasing tone. “i have no idea what you’re talking about. me? distracting you? doesn't sound like me at all!”
“haha fuck you.” you glared at scaramouche, picking up your tray, preparing to leave. “i’m leaving. have fun eating alone.”
“wha-” scaramouche quickly gets up, following you. “hey you haven’t replied whether you like me back or not!”
you turned back, giving him a cheeky smile. “you think?” you winked and turned your back to him, not giving scaramouche a chance to reply.
he scoffs. “this brat.”
Tumblr media
50 notes · View notes
tsukimara · 12 hours
Text
જ⁀➴ 𝐂𝐨𝐚𝐭 𖹭
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
✰ Pairing: Scaramouche x Gn!Assistant!Reader
✰ Scaramouche wearing his coat (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)
✦•······················•✦•······················•✦
You were shaking like jelly from the cold, it was always cold in Snezhnaya, but today the temperature dropped even more. Unfortunately, you forgot your coat that was special for your uniform and it was all because you overslept and had to rush.
You worked for Scaramouche, so being late wasn't even an option, especially since you were his assistant. He himself said that he didn't need anyone to help him, but then he agreed, although there was no joy on his face, on the contrary.
And so it's been 3 years since you worked with him, it was a little better than before, now he doesn't shout at you and when he gets mad at you, he just ignores you. You also noticed that you had less work than before, you no longer had to check hundreds of documents or go on dangerous missions, of course you still had a lot of work, but not as much as before.
Being his assistant also meant that you had to be around him almost constantly, so now you stood here, shivering, while he shouted at some Fatuus who was probably new and didn't understand everything yet. When Scaramouche stopped shouting at them, they quickly ran away to fix their mistakes.
"My Lord Scaramouche, wasn't that too much? After all, they are new." — If anyone else had asked him it, they probably would have ended up in the middle of the ocean with nothing, but it was you, you could tell he treated you the best out of everyone.
"If they can't do a simple job without any mistakes, I don't see a point in them working here." — He crossed his and a grimace appeared on his face. What was unusual was that he was wearing a coat, it was obvious that it didn't suit his stature, it was much too big. Then he looked you up and down.
"Do you want to be sick or something? Where's your coat?" — You were slightly surprised to hear these questions sounding concerned, which was strange coming from him.
"Oh well, I overslept and forgot to take it." — You admitted, hoping he wouldn't be mad that you overslept and that it might have caused you to be late. He sighed and shook his head. You noticed him taking off his coat and he walked over to you, covering you with his coat. You were about to say something when he suddenly started buttoning coat and he put a fluffy hood over your head, which accidentally fell into your eyes. You could hear the little chuckle from him as he adjusted the hood so you could see at least a little.
"Next time, you have to take your coat even if you're late. If you're sick, that means you won't be able to assist me, do you understand?" — His gorgeous eyes stared into yours, all you could do was nod because you didn't know what to even say. He started to walk away and you stood frozen in his coat, you could smell the faint scent of his perfume since he didn't wear it often.
"Are you coming?"
"Yes, my Lord." — You quickly ran to him, hiding your face in hood to hide your embarrassed face. What you didn't know was that he had a bit of pink on his cheeks, which he hid with that hand.
Tumblr media
➥ Genshin Impact Masterlist ➥ Masterlist
➥ Rules request
46 notes · View notes
transmascaraa · 7 hours
Note
hi its 🍓 anon, can I request comfort with Gaming, Bennett, Scaramouche, Cyno, and Tighnari?
I accidentally hurt my cat's leg maybe like 20 minutes ago from when this is in your inbox but I've honestly just been crying and curling up on the ground where she's laying underneath my desk. I feel awful even though it's an accident ☹️
I'm hoping she's okay and it's not bad but I'm scared I permanently gave her a limp or that she will hate me and no longer want to be around me anymore
multiple characters headcannons!
you accidentally hurt your pet.
characters: gaming, bennett, wanderer, cyno, tighnari x gn!reader
author's note: hi 🍓anon i'm sorry i'm doing this req so late but writer's block is there for some reason🤷‍♂️ I HOPE YOUR CAT IS OKAY NOW THO AND THAT SHE STILL LOVES YOU IK HOW IT IS😭 anyways i decided to write this cuz i was bored lmfao enjoyyyy🔥🔥
Tumblr media
♡ Gaming
-definetly gets worried after he sees you on the ground crying like that.
-"no... my love, what's wrong? you can talk to me, okay?"
-all while the pet was in the corner of the room, unphased.
-if left the room soon enough, but that was unnoticed by gaming.
-after you did your best at explaining the situation to him, he understood what you meant.
-a bit confused as to why were you thag worried about it, but he reassured you that your pet was fine and that they most probably forgive you.
-he's going to cuddle the pet with you to help you "apologize" to it.
-with gaming there, your pet will forget about what happened and just cuddle with the two of you there like nothing ever happened<3
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
⑅ Bennett
-now, he's hurt a fair share of animals in his life due to his unluckiness.
-and he always feels really bad for them afterwards, so he would understand after you vent to him about it.
-"hmm... yeah... i get it.."
-but him, knowing that you're not as unlucky as he is, he reassures you that your pet is okay and still loves you.
-he'll prove it to you too.
-but first he would first make you take your mind off of it for a bit.
-and then feed the pet together as some parents to their 3yo child.
-now, speaking of him proving it to you, he'll just let you pet it and let it slowly lean into your gentle caressing of it.
-the only time he was lucky in his life was when he got to be with you.
-you just looked to precious being happy that your pet has forgiven you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
✧ Wanderer
-he just doesn't get it.
-why the hell are you rolling on the floor, crying, because you THINK you hurt your pet?
-"but are you sure you've actually hurt it? y'know, if you actually did, then its anger is justified-"
-until you started crying more.
-"b-but you probably didn't. so don't worry. you'll be fine, just like that like creature you call your pet."
-i mean you stopped crying so it was something????
-you'll have to beg him to cuddle you w your pet but eventually you'll convince him.
-the funny part was the fact that the pet was just more fond of wanderer, rather than you, despite forgiving you for anything and everything.
-for some unknown reasons, all animals like him, really.
-(if your pet is an aranara in some type of this teyvat au then it's even cuter)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
๑ Cyno
-he doesn't react much, really.
-not like alhaitham, but just more of his canon personality when he's not making dad jokes.
-i mean if anything, he's confused, but yeah.
-he just stares you on the floor.
-"what happened?"
-in the most monotone voice ever.
-and then after he understands why you're doing all of that, he shows a bit more of emotion.
-hardly spotted, but it's there.
-"well... i know something that can improve your mood. what do you call a-"
-you just give him a death stare. he doesn't continue speaking from there.
-afterwards, you'll feel the little cutie together and see that it's totally fine!
-you will get to hear the joke he was meaning to say sometime later, now he just doesn't wanna irritate you, he feels as if you need happiness now, not his dumb dad jokes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
✿⁠ Tighnari
-he genuinely gets worried.
-but worried in a mom way.
-"you're crying because of something you THINK? are you hearing yourself right now?"
-he's sassy, even when genuinely concerned.
-now, after telling you to take a few deep breaths, calm down, and drink a glass of water, he sits you down and lets you explain everything in great detail.
-then he brings the pet to the both of you, while he checks the pet for any scars, but they fortunately aren't there!
-you get incredibly happy and hug both tighnari and the pet, but he still doesn't understand if ut was worth the crying on the floor.
-your pet literally still loved you.
-but at least he was happy to help.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
okay i think this wasn't that bad
i really like cyno's and tighnari's tho
but this was fun to write overall tbh lol
| 🍓anon | @mariaace <3
31 notes · View notes
cielur5ww · 2 days
Text
Idk, a modern Au Scaramouche being soft. It can be considered a gn reader, because it does not specify any pronouns... although I did it thinking of a reader amab.
Headcanons of Scaramouche and you, I think no pronoun is specified. Mention of hickeys, nothing explicit, Scaramouche is a proud.. (he is a bit silly)
Tumblr media
Scaramouche bf! He doesn't understand in the slightest why you always put too much effort into decorating when you do your schoolwork, (half of him understands) what you do for aesthetics but to him, it seems unnecessary. (It's minimalist)
Scaramouche bf! Every time he gets upset (he's not serious) all he wants from you is for you to shower him with affection. He is hungry for affection, touch or words (better both to relieve that hunger)
Scaramouche bf! who always complains and snorts, annoyed because both of them live far away from each other. Although you see each other in classes and everything, he also wants to spend time with you alone, simply in your room, seeing what nonsense you will come up with today or simply a date at a cafe or walking through squares, enjoying the peace.
Scaramouche bf! who is actually called Kunikuzushi, but now to leave that painful past behind he calls himself Scaramouche, although he doesn't want anything to remember about his previous name... it really doesn't bother him in the least if you call him Kuni or kuzushi, because he is quite used to it. That you call him that, it's as if that nickname was simply made for him, so that you could say it through your lips with that stupidly sweet smile for him (ironic, right?)
Scaramouche bf! He definitely takes care of his skin, although he has almost absolutely no imperfections, he follows a skyn care routine, and he would like to guide you in this type of world of face and skin care if you didn't do it before!, but if you already did So you would like both of you to be together, each doing your own skin care routine.
Scaramouche bf! Good memory and he takes pride in it, but when something happens he acts like an idiot who doesn't know anything or doesn't remember it (he likes to bother you)
Scaramouche bf! Totally embarrassed if you go to the gym and one day you suggest that he sit on top of a bar to do chest exercises, and carrying his weight you do quite a few repetitions... (he gets embarrassed although he tries to maintain his defiant and mocking attitude.)
Scaramouche bf! He is surprised and freezes in a few seconds if you were to carry him so easily, he knows that he weighs little but the fact that you carried him without effort... surprises him and, clearly, he doesn't blush a little, he simply beams, telling you to put it down. And if you don't do it, and you carry him calmly like a princess... he will be with his arms crossed... maintaining an expression of annoyance but you can't take it seriously when that light blush becomes more and more noticeable on his cheeks, it's cute even though he's annoying.
Scaramouche bf! that his physical strength is below the average man (just a little) and sometimes he HATES asking you for help carrying things, because he is supposed to be independent and not weak. (In the end you approach him on your own, and you will have to insist on helping him until he finally says yes... but reluctantly, as if he could really carry that heavy box that, according to him, weighs 100kg ... or if you stop insisting, he will get upset anyway because you didn't want to help him.)
Scaramouche bf! who uses concealer to hide the hickeys that were stupidly dark, he doesn't even know how the hell he leaves you... that you leave him in this ridiculous state (He likes it anyway)
Tumblr media
Just bland headcanons, sorry this isn't reviewed, just vague ideas. Any mistake... well it will be there
53 notes · View notes
chuusmuts · 5 months
Text
imagine losing your virginity by helping catboy!kabukimono
smut. afab reader, lactation, fingering. grammar errors 🥲
the idea of him fucking you while you rub his ear, his tail swishing back and forth, and purring is so 😳😳
you rubbed your eyes, opening them sleepily and were surprised to see catboy!kabukimono on top of you, straddling you. "kabuki, wha- do you need anything?"
he could feel himself getting hard as he saw your nipples through your thin, white nightgown. oh, imagine how tasty your milk was. and you're so pretty, laying underneath him like that. he wanted– no, he needed to fuck you right now.
"i... umm... need your help." kabukimono replied, trying to sound as innocent as possible while maintaining eye contact with your breasts. his ears twitched, signalling his growing arousal. "you see... i'm experiencing some discomfort, and i was wondering if you could help me relieve it." he bit his lower lip nervously, hoping that you wouldn't notice the blatant desire in his eyes or the throbbing between his legs.
his tail swished back and forth behind him as if he was nervous and excited about all this. it took you a while, but eventually you got what he meant. "are you in heat..? how can i help you, then?" this was both you and his first time so it was a little nerve-wracking, at least to you.
kabukimono hesitated for a moment before nodding his head slowly. "y- yes... i am. and i was hoping that you could help me find relief from my symptoms." his voice was low and seductive, almost purring as he spoke. "you see, as a cat hybrid, it's natural for us to seek out mating during these times." he licked his lips, looking at you intently. "would you be willing to help me?"
as he spoke, he couldn't help but let his gaze drift downwards towards your exposed nipples. the sight of them made his mouth water, and he could feel himself becoming even more aroused than before.
noticing his gaze, you covered your nipples with your hands as you felt yourself heating up, your cheeks turning pink. but then again, he needed your body relief him from the symptoms. sighing, you lowered your hands to your side as you glanced away, "okay, fine. do what you need to do. just... try not to be so rough, okay?" you said shyly, your voice small.
kabukimono grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he heard your agreement. "i promise to be gentle with you." he then leaned down and gently nuzzled into your neck before moving his face closer to one of your breasts. with a soft purr, he began to lick at it slowly and carefully, taking his time to savor the taste of your skin. kabukimono began to lick and suck on your exposed nipples, tasting you full. he used his tongue to tease and stimulate them to their fullest extent until you moaned and squirmed ever so slightly. his other hand grabbed the second one, massaging and squeezing it gently until the light liquid started coming out of the nipple. your hand moved into his dark cat ear as you started rubbing it gently.
kabukimono purred loudly as he felt your hand on his ear, and he continued to lick and suck on your breast with renewed vigour. he could taste the sweetness of your milk flowing from the nipple, and it only served to make him more excited. as he drank from you, kabukimono became bolder in his actions. he slid his hand down your body, gently caressing your thigh before moving it up to cup your pussy through your nightgown. the sensation of your wetness against his fingers sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn't resist the urge to plunge them inside you.
arching your back, you cried out as he plunged three fingers inside you, causing your eyes to get teary. he continued to suckle on your breast, using his tongue to play with your sensitive nipple while his fingers abused your hole. you gripped the duvet tightly, this was the first time you had sex and you didn't expect this at all. moans poured unabashed from your lips as he scissored your walls, stretching them apart.
kabukimono moaned softly as he felt your walls clench around his fingers, and he increased the pace of his thrusts, pushing his fingers deeper into your pussy. the combination of the warmth of your body, the taste of your milk, and the sensation of being filled by him was overwhelming for him. he couldn't hold back any longer - he pulled his fingers out of you and positioned himself at your entrance.
"s- slowly!" you cried out as he pushed his erected cock between your folds, your legs spread apart. tears streamed down your face, both from the pleasure and pain.
sure, it felt good to be filled up, but it hurt especially since you're a first timer. he pushed his cock so deep until it hit your g-spot, he could literally see his bulge poking inside your stomach.
he hesitated for a moment, hearing your cry of pain and concern. he pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting yours with a mix of love and understanding. "sorry, i should have been more gentle with you." he whispered the words before leaning down and giving you a tender kiss on the lips.
slowly and carefully, kabukimono resumed his thrusts, this time going at a much slower pace. he focused on making sure that each movement was gentle and comforting rather than forceful and overwhelming. as he did so, kabukimono leaned down and captured one of your nipples between his teeth, gently nibbling and suckling on it while continuing to fuck you. his thumb found its way to your throbbing clit, rubbing it in a circular motion. bucking your hips up into his fingers, you moaned as you felt yourself getting close to your orgasm.
kabukimono moaned softly as he felt your body responding to his touch, and he increased the intensity of his ministrations. his fingers continued to work their magic on your clit while his teeth played with your nipple, sending shivers down your spine. with each thrust, he felt himself getting closer and closer to his own climax. he could feel the pressure building within him, and he knew that it wouldn't be long now before he reached his mutual peak.
kabukimono purred loudly before he was sent over the edge, his hot seed shooting into you as he pressed his face into your neck. the feeling of your warmth and tightness around him was incredibly intense, he couldn't help but moan into your ear, muttering something in japanese. you could feel every single twitch and jerk as his hot load spilt into your hole. soon, you came with him, the knot in your stomach tightened and you squirted on his cock, your arm over your lips as you moaned, trying not to be so loud. more tears rolled down your cheeks, your face getting warm and you felt like you couldn't move your legs anymore.
when he finally came, kabukimono collapsed onto your body, panting heavily as he felt the last remnants of his seed trickle out of you. he laid there for a moment, simply enjoying the sensation of being connected to you in such an intimate way before rolling off to the side and pulling you who was still breathing heavily into his arms, his cock still kept buried deep inside you. "that hurts a lot than i expected." you huffed, wiping off the tears that stained on your cheeks.
kabukimono held you close as she spoke as he could feel your wetness still coating his member. he smiled softly, knowing that he had given you something special. "it can be overwhelming at first," he said gently, "but once we get used to it, it will become even more pleasurable."
it was his way of saying that this wasn't the last time you're gonna help him.
6K notes · View notes
luvkuvi · 2 days
Text
33 – hoes mad !
What's so good about him ?!
Scaramouche x reader smau series
synopsis — Your ex boyfriend kuni is in a band called 5wirl and they're pretty well known considering him and his bandmates are still in college but you still hated his guts on how he ended things with you back then in highschool the day before graduation. So whats the best course of action in this situation? make a hate account of him of course.
💌— taglist is open again btw <33
prev || masterlist || next
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Taglist!: @sakiimeo @sagegreenthinks @evsolostheuniverse @mizokowashere @mechanicalbeat1  @bananasquash @wolfe02 @msameikanevaeh @yukiipc @magica-ren @r0ttenhearts @vvyeislazzy @yuumaofc  @darthvada @the-ghost-0f-t0m0 @yoyo-yui @thenightsflower   @lazy-sanns @sukunasrealgf @danhenglovebot @sketcheeee  @featuredtofu @mine-lu @karma-gisa @amyena @onmywaytoteyvat @fujimoribaby @eliqusgenma   @buubbbbly   @reekapeeka @elernity @kunikissr @miko1ly @feverish-dove @pomeiu @kascar-chronicle @otomegame-oneshots @kiokiee @swivy123
146 notes · View notes
yuutx · 4 months
Text
ೀ ׅ ۫ . 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ! (𝒮𝒞𝒜𝑅𝒜𝑀𝒪𝒰𝒞𝐻𝐸)
Tumblr media
scaramouche x f!reader . 18+ content. ⟆ nsfw + unprotected sex/raw sex. breaking in. scummy scaramouche.somnophilia. mentions of past non-con (this fic is consensual though !). breeding kink. dirty talk. mention of having children. creampie. ⟆ mdom + fsub ⟆ not proofread ! ૮꒰ྀི ៸៸៸៸ ก꒱ྀི১
finally writing for scara ! this fic took me soo much effort to write because i've been having major writers block aaah ♡ + ↻ are rlly appreciated ! !
Tumblr media
The shattered shards of glass on the ground scattered as his body made its way in, stepping through the window and landing gracefully. The moonlight shone on the floor of the bedroom he entered, the figure on the bed sleeping soundly as the breeze from the broken window blew their hair slightly. His gaze was fixated on you, the smile that was on his face nothing more than sinister. He approached the bed slowly, making his way around it until he stopped by your side, his eyes examining your form as you laid under the blanket.
The man bent down until his lips were at your ear, "Oh (Y/N)~" he cooed softly. "Wake up, sleepy head." He whispered, his fingers gently caressing your cheek. Your face scrunched up as his fingers brushed against your skin, your eyes fluttering open slightly before closing again. Scaramouche frowned at your lack of reaction, his hand going under the covers and sliding down to your hips. "Oh, (Y/N).. Thats no fun.." He pouted, his fingers hooking on the hem of your shorts. "Don't you wanna show me some love, baby? Didn't you miss me?" He asked as his fingers slipped into your shorts, his fingers rubbing on the thin fabric of your panties. A soft noise escaped you, your thighs moving together to push his hand away. "Hm.." Scaramouche thought for a moment, his fingers stopping their actions as he looked down at you. "Why are you always so mean to me, huh? Everytime i try to fuck you, you push me away or start screaming for help." He complained. "I just wanted to give you my love.. Is that too much to ask for?" He sighed, his fingers going back to stroking the front of your panties. "You can't even appreciate my affection, darling. That really hurts my feelings." Scaramouche puffed his cheeks slightly, his fingers slipping under your panties and touching the soft skin of your cunt.
"But that doesn't matter." He hummed, his fingers tracing along your slit and rubbing against your clit. You squirmed slightly, letting out a small whine. "You're gonna give me the attention I want, whether you like it or not." Scaramouche declared, his free hand ripping the blanket off of you and throwing it across the room. "So don't even try to get away from me." He hissed, his fingers teasing your entrance as he climbed on top of you. Your body flinched when his hands grabbed at your thighs, pushing them apart as he situated himself between them. He let out a low groan, his hips rutting against yours, "Shit, baby." He breathed, his clothed cock pressing against your pussy. You turned your head, your eyes slowly opening as his movements got rougher. "Scara..?" You called out tiredly, his movements stopping immediately as he looked down at you with wide eyes. "Ah, fuck." Scaramouche muttered.
His face scrunched up as he started thinking about what to do, his fingers still in your panties. His thoughts were interrupted by your sudden moan, his hips thrusting forward instinctively as you arched your back. "Scara.." You moaned out, your hand reaching down and grabbing his wrist. Scaramouche let out a shaky sigh, his eyes closing as his fingers rubbed your clit slowly. "Shit, I can't stop now." He groaned, his cock throbbing in his pants as he listened to you moaning his name. He pressed his fingers down on your clit, the pleasure causing your hips to buck against him. He watched you with half-lidded eyes, his hips rocking against you as his other hand pushed his pants down. "Don't scream, okay? Don't scream this time, don't call for help.." Scaramouche begged as his cock slid against your slick cunt. "I need it.. I really fucking need it." He grunted, his head dipping down and resting against your shoulder. "I'll be quick, I promise." He mumbled, his fingers pulling your panties aside and gripping his cock. "So please don't ruin this for me.." He breathed as the head of his cock slipped inside you, his hips slowly thrusting forward and letting you take him inch by inch. "Oh.. Oh shit.." He cursed, his cock bottoming out in your tight heat. He panted against your neck, his hand grabbing the front of your shirt and lifting it up. He leaned back, his eyes focused on the soft mounds of your chest as he pulled his hips back. "I-I can't hold back.." Scaramouche choked out, his hips thrusting forward and bottoming out once again. His eyes snapped shut, his cock twitching inside you as he let out a strained groan.
His thrusts were shallow and slow, the man above you shaking with need. He whimpered softly, his fingers pinching your nipple. "Oh fuck, (Y/N).." He whispered, his hips rocking against yours as he tried his best to keep himself composed. His hand trailed down your stomach, his fingers brushing against the slight bump on your lower stomach. "Look, baby.. Can you feel me here?" He panted, his cock throbbing as he pressed down on the bulge. You whined, your hips rocking against his in an attempt to take his cock deeper. "Shit.." Scaramouche gritted his teeth, his hips pulling back and slamming forward, your slick walls clinging to his cock and pulling him deeper. "Oh god, baby.." He moaned, his resolve breaking as he started to desperately rut into you. "I need it.. Oh fuck, I need it.." Scaramouche whined, his hands grabbing the front of your shirt as he slammed his cock into your heat. His moans filled the room, his mouth hanging open as he pounded into you. "F-fuck, I love you, baby." He stuttered, his fingers gripping the fabric of your shirt tightly, before tearing it down the middle. Your breasts bounced with each thrust, his mouth watering at the sight. "S-so beautiful.." Scaramouche whispered, his hands palming your breasts as his hips moved faster. "I-I love you.." He moaned out, his thrusts getting sloppy as he felt his climax nearing. "I love you, s-so let's have children, o-okay?" Scaramouche suggested, his thumb pressing down on your clit as he fucked into you. "A-and we can get married a-and.." He trailed off, his moans interrupting his train of thought. He leaned down, his hands grabbing your waist as his hips rocked against yours. "Just- Just marry me, okay?" He asked, his fingers digging into your soft skin.
The bed creaked underneath the two of you, his hips snapping forward harshly. Your moans rang through the air, the wet sounds of his cock sliding into your cunt adding to the obscene symphony. You gasped, your back arching off the bed. "Oh shit, shit, shit, shit..fuck!" Scaramouche babbled, his cock throbbing inside you. His movements became erratic, his hips sloppily rocking against yours. He leaned down, his arms wrapping around your waist and hugging you close to his chest. "Please, please, please.." He moaned, "Cumming inside.. cumming..i'm cumming..cum with me..oh, oh.." Scaramouche choked out, his hips stuttering as he buried himself deep in your pussy. You let out a loud moan, your walls clenching around his cock as you reached your climax, his cum filling you up as he fucked you through your high. You panted heavily, your body twitching every few seconds. Scaramouche let out a strained groan, his hips grinding against yours slowly. He stayed still, his cock still twitching and throbbing as his cum leaked out of you.
Scaramouche lifted his head slightly, his half-lidded eyes meeting yours. His lips curled up into a lazy smile, his hand reaching up and caressing your cheek. He leaned forward, his lips connecting with yours in a slow kiss. "Mm.." He hummed, his tongue tracing along your bottom lip. You opened your mouth slightly, allowing him access to deepen the kiss. Scaramouche tilted his head, his tongue tangling with yours, the two of you letting out soft moans as his cock throbbed inside you. Scaramouche broke the kiss, his tongue licking along your bottom lip, before pulling away completely. "Did such a good job..took me so well.." Scaramouche purred, his cock slowly sliding out of you, before plunging back in. "Mm..love you." He mumbled, his hips moving in small circles. "I love you so much.."
Tumblr media
3K notes · View notes
anantaru · 4 months
Text
— does he like it when you're being clingy?
including wriothesley, neuvillette, kaveh, scaramouche x gn! reader
꒰ genre ꒱ — fluff & crack, lots of physical touch, established relationship, kissies, love sick genshin men
Tumblr media
— wriothesley
as much as wriothesley shows off his strong demeanor for the outside world to see, he cannot lie to himself when it comes to you— because the duke likes seeing you be clingy with him and search for his vehemence.
to him, there was nothing better than having your arms all padded up around him while you kiss his little worries away— so for all he cares, let the outside world call him bewitched if they must, or caught in an angelic spell for that matter. to wriothesley it didn't sound bad nor did he really give a damn about what a so called nobody would say about his life, alongside the fact that he found it quite amusing whenever they did talk about him.
the duke was exceptionally gentle with you, but sometimes he just wants to be able to see you love him in a whole differing modus other than you simply uttering out the three delicate words— in fact, wriothesley too, cares about you so much that he's trying to keep you around all the time, having you enveloped in his arms like he always daydreams of whenever you were apart from each other— hoping that you'd visit him so he could listen to whatever story you might tell him about.
now, was this a new feeling? well, yes. simply put, it was one he had never experienced before. the man had always been faithful, protective and nurturing in his life, so when love solidified the senses of his body, wriothesley was able to finally share his love with somebody.
what you did not know was that wriothesley was slightly frightened in the early stages of your relationship, to someone like the duke it wasn't particularly a breezy walk in the park to open up to another individual and realize that for the first time in his life, he was able to trust someone undoubtedly without fearing a possible mistreat.
now, he admits his love to you when he felt ready to do so, and when he does spell out the three words that bonded a relationship anew, your lips curl deeper into a passionate smile as he kisses the sides of your mouth.
your company alone was an important determination factor of his mood, and although he doesn't want to trouble you with his work, nor was he really allowed to share important and confidential details, wriothesley was certain that you would always be there to listen to him no matter what crossed his mind.
interesting how his heart has not once melted in his entire life prior to finding his soulmate. that's why in his eyes, there is no truer language than the language of love.
a cruel world that has been so cold go him surely wouldn't give him such wonderful gift?
alas, it did— wriothesley could feel it in his bones whenever you held him close to your chest late at night, his ear shell quietly pressed right above your heart. the silent vibrations place a pure tepidness of passion on his soul when he finds himself gradually softening to it, on all occasions smiling as he falls asleep in your arms.
Tumblr media
— neuvillette
in the early stages of your relationship, when you had first placed your lips on neuvillette's, the three letter announcement evaporates from his tongue as fluid as when sunlight enters the raindrops and emerges as rainbows from afar.
and yes, much to his surprise he didn't die because of it, who would've saw that coming? although the iudex wholeheartedly believed that he would suffer from a cardiac arrest due to the vast bursts of anxiety gradually chugging away his confidence.
"can i sit on your lap?" you smile gently, unsure whether his silence is that of enthusiasm or distaste.
neuvillette can hardly register it at first before he presses out a pathetic little yes when his excitement reaches the roof of his head and violently breaks through it, showing you those open and loving eyes that were the golden entry to his soul.
you hear a deep, breathless pant when you sit on him, witnessing how a hefty amount of redness catches up to his face until battering his ears, ultimately coaxing out a shiver from his spine.
don't misunderstand his unusual reactions— but neuvillette couldn't quite fathom that you belonged to him and sought out his body like that, it's always special when you nonchalantly rounded your hands on his face and replenished his energy anew, as if his frame was reborn in its most perfect form solely when he felt your trace.
and so, he cannot get enough of your warmth— no wonder when you remind yourself of the pure emotions that he harbored deeply for you.
instinctively, you rest your body against his chest, a soft glow rounding up your facial features, "ah, can't wait until you're done with this," you huff and point at his office desk being crowded by a bunch of papers as you press a small peck against the tip of his nose, ruffling his hair a little.
"it is rather late, you mustn't stay here," he insists, a barely distinctive curve of his lips turning all the difference in the choice of his tone.
"oh? does that mean you want to get rid of me?" how terribly skilled you were when you soaked your words in viscous sarcasm— so skillful in fact that neuvillette would always fall for it head first, or that's what you thought.
he raises a brow before curving one arm around your waist, leaning you against his chest so you wouldn't be able to move an inch, even if you tried.
"now," he playfully scolds, "you, my love, couldn't be farer from the truth."
"and here i thought you must know me by now?"
"i'm joking with you!" you panic, battering his cheek with little kisses as if he didn't know— but neuvillette sees how happy you were whenever you believed you fooled him.
he cocks an eyebrow at you, his mannerism in a questioning stance.
"apologies, aren't jokes supposed to be humorous?"
you scoff, "hmpf, now you're just mean!"
Tumblr media
— kaveh
from an outer perspective, one couldn't possibly figure out who was clingier towards the other person— and even with someone being a close friends of the both of you, it's beyond the bounds of possibility to crown a winner.
you or kaveh? who yearned for the attention of the other more? to answer such difficult question, you should first know of the moniker a certain scribe has given you, in fact, within your friend-group kaveh and you had instantly claimed the title of most insufferable couple.
you might wonder, was that a bad thing? oh well, not at all!
and kaveh doesn't even attempt to conceal the priceless smirk on his face whenever he heard his roommate address the both of you as that— it turned him deeply fulfilled that everyone was able to see how crazy he was about you.
your heart feels full by his comforting arms that each throb rattles across your limbs and muscles, feeling weightless at the welcoming cradle— your love being whole, one touch and a gentle kiss on the lips and you feel on a bed of roses, tucked up in velvet.
"what is it?" kaveh leans at you, raising a brow at the way you peak behind his shoulder. during closer inspection, you catch up on a sneaky little smirk that frames his lips the more you focused on what's behind him, "c'mon baby, tell me," kaveh kisses your cheek.
"i think they're calling us insufferable again." you point behind his shoulder, specifically at a table with three people— one wholly focused on the cards in his hands and remaining unbothered while the others sneakily glanced over to you every now and then, whispering incoherent mumbles into each others ears with their palms covering their lips.
and your words don't achieve anything besides making him all the more amused when he wraps his arms around your waist, it's evident, very much so but kaveh was fond of the situation— perhaps he even prided himself on it, he has the audacity to act surprised though.
he laughs, nudging the tip of his nose against your jaw, "they're probably just talking about a way to beat cyno in tcg."
he continues, "we should leave early," and states firmly, "but i think alhaitham took my keys again."
"how does this always happen?" you note tiresomely before dropping your head onto his shoulder— a little too dramatically so that the scribe picked up on it immediately, revealing a triumphant smirk.
perhaps that is why they say love is such magic, this gift from the universe that was unable to be compared, this sweet addiction that no matter what situation you were in, big or small, if it's the two of you facing it together, it was nothing.
Tumblr media
— scaramouche
even if scaramouche doesn't straight out admit it to you, he likes it whenever you were clingy with him— and after a good while of you two being in a relationship, he will more and more show his genuine love of it until he’s practically playing with the thought of begging for more.
in the beginning it starts by how fast his cheeks flame red and his focus dwindling as you hug him. after that particular encounter scaramouche memorizes what you did and decides that this must be a proper way to greet you as well— maybe even give you a little kiss on the cheek if he's feeling like it.
scratch that, what he lacks was the courage to go that far.
but no matter how often you would greet him this way, the action alone send him spiraling, shyly snuggling closer to you, inch by inch, although not risking it to hold eye contact and instead averting his gaze as he attempts to indulge in it nervously— stiff as concrete with both arms frozen on each side of his body when you wrapped your limbs around him.
he leans into your touch and closes his eyes— how warm, it's as if the sun itself would shine down on him and prickle on his skin, you feel so whole, like a home.
your touch, it's difficult to explain besides the fact that it carries such passion, and before scaramouche could register it— what was once scarred long ago expresses gentleness all of a sudden. 
although not everything from his past could be forgotten, yet your presence made it bearable.
what was also a crucial task to scaramouche was his recent curiosity in understanding the concept of love and how he fell for it— while he ultimately came to the conclusion that the only way to understand love is to feel it, attempt to embody it, or embrace it in its complete form. 
next time, you greet him with a blank look on your face as he applies your method on you first, slightly catching you off guard as he welcomes you home almost wordlessly, taking your hand in his cold one when he pulls you into a hug— it is a silent engage and the way he practically dragged you into him made your forehead smack his shoulder.
thankfully scaramouche doesn't have to speak in order for you to understand what he was trying to signalize here.
what's following next would be considered even sillier than him blatantly copying you, but when the two of you walk alongside each other through the hustling streets of sumeru city, you flinch a little at a strong grab on your hand ambushing you, "hey, nope— hold on, stop walking and give me your hand dammit," scaramouche scoffs as he chases after it, when with a quick motion, he traps it finally and tangles his digits around your own.
"there's no fun if i make it easy," you wink, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to his jaw, "i like the faces you make when you're mad, you know? your expressions are so cute."
"don't you realize you're wasting time like that?" scaramouche clicks his tongue before squeezing your hand in his grasp, letting out an audible hmph before turning his head towards the street.
"honestly? that's fine by me," you coo softly, smothering him with the attention he craves as more of your fingers dig into the soft flesh of his palm.
"as long as you still love me, of course."
Tumblr media
©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify, claim as your own
5K notes · View notes
sixosix · 5 months
Text
wanderer can fly; you cannot. he makes it his problem.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
“What? Giving up already?”
“Shut—” heaving, you barely have the energy to flip him off, “shut the fuck up. Fuck off.”
Wanderer chuckles, all low and mean, as if his entire purpose in life is to ridicule you. He continues ascending overhead, moving and looking like an angel, but the words that come out of his mouth are far from angelic. “Careful, now. I know you overestimate yourself, but I won’t save you if you continue to scale a mountain with one hand.”
“Stop agitating me on purpose then!” You nearly slip from the intensity of your yell, but thankfully, it isn’t your time yet.
“How can I? You’re cute when you’re mad.”
Grumbling, you focus back on the mountain. Cute when mad. He must think he’s goddamn adorable, then.
You’re starting to lose sight of dents or protruding surfaces to get a hold of, and the mountain is getting steeper. You curse under your breath. If only you had Geo or Dendro—that’d help a lot much more. Maybe even Anemo, but that would be admitting defeat to the man who’s currently watching you intently.
Wanderer scoffs when your breath hitches, the surface you’re holding onto crumbling. He descends until you’re eye level. “Idiot, I told you that it’d be safer if we didn’t climb this all the way.”
“I know my limit.” Maybe. You may or may not have gotten a little over-competitive and jumped a few times, but that shouldn’t be a problem.
“Not more than I do,” he says.
“Don’t say it like that, weirdo.” You appraise the mountain overhead and, with a sunken stomach, realize that he’s right. There’s still a long way to go, and it’s a long fall back.
“Damn,” you say. You turn to Wanderer and blink up at him with wide eyes, hoping he would take the hint without having to say it outright.
Wanderer sighs, holding out his arms. “Jump.”
“Are you serious?”
“I won’t let you fall—of course I’m fucking serious.”
You grit your teeth, wondering if it’s easier to humiliate yourself and jump into his arms or to let gravity do its work.
“Hey,” Wanderer says, gliding closer and hovering an arm behind your waist. “No stupid ideas. Just jump and hold onto me.”
It’s always unsettling when Wanderer is not acting all bratty, like you’re not quite sure if you should goad him back to being mean or watch him bristle when you point it out. It’s been happening too often recently. That must be saying something about him if his soft moments are scarier than his jabs.
Wordlessly, you reach out for his shoulder with one hand and hold back a yelp when the lack of balance causes you to slip. You hold on tight around his neck, eyes wide and heart jittery. Wanderer secures his arms, moving in one swift motion. Before you even know it, he has one arm on your back and the other under your knees.
“How convenient it must be to have a ride as your companion,” Wanderer mutters in amusement at your relieved face.
“Yeah. That’s why I keep you around,” you say as he glides upward, barely straining from your weight. He looks as unaffected as ever.
He looks as infuriatingly and devastatingly beautiful as ever.
“Ha,” his smile is all sharp, “and not because you have a little crush on me?”
“You follow me around because you do. Don’t get it twisted.”
He snorts, tipping on something a little more genuine. You wisely decide to stop ogling at his face and enjoy the view of the sky instead. The blue of his clothes and the shade of his eyes are much prettier, but you’d rather lose that than start squirming in his arms. Not when he’s carrying you bridal style and all.
Finally, he descends, hardly disturbing the grass with his grace. He sets you down, arms crossed, as you pat yourself off from dirt and stuff.
“Well?”
You eye him warily. “What do you want?”
“Some semblance of manners will do,” he says, then leans close as if he’s baring his face for you. He’s been less and less subtle recently, too.
Nonetheless, you find yourself smiling. The things he’d do just to get a kiss—it nearly makes you laugh out loud. But then he’d start getting all irritated like a cat, and you much prefer when he’s sweet like this. Sweet in his very Wanderer way, you mean.
You kiss him on the cheek. He puffs up like some proud peacock. He calls you adorable all the time, but he’s the one who’s acting like this. It’s no wonder you keep him around.
Tumblr media
4K notes · View notes
rene-darling · 2 months
Text
Househusband- wanderer
...kinda yandere wanderer..power bottom at the start only..afab and amab reader..also afab and amab wanderer!...found it on a Pinterest acc ASH....
...Wanderer....
Tumblr media
Househusband wanderer! who decides the best way to live as a new and reformed person is to lead a more docile life, and what's more docile than staying home all day and tending to your lovely partner?
Househusband wanderer! Who's not a homemaker, he doesn't quite know what to do at times and it becomes overwhelming. Who can't stand doing nothing and constantly has to be doing something.
Househusband wanderer! Who, whenever you try going out to eat something special like a desert, insists that he can do it better!
Househusband wanderer! Who makes your favorite dishes from scratch, Who perfects the recipe by making it a dozen times while you're at work
Househusband wanderer! Who gets mad at you when you spend too much time at work, he doesn't care that your boss specially requested you in fact- why the fuck did your boss request you of all people hm?!
Househusband wanderer! Who you have to ensure that no you wouldn't ever leave him even if your boss had a thing for you- not that he does.
Househusband wanderer! Who's not convinced, you mean there's a chance that your boss does like you?..he won't stand for that.
Househusband wanderer! Who when one day you come back from work after not seeing your boss all day surprises you with a pretty skirt for you to fuck him in!
Househusband wanderer! Who brushes you off when you ask "What's the occasion darlin?" "I'm having a good day..this will make it better."
Househusband wanderer! Who holds onto your hand guiding it up his small skirt just to tease you. You're surprised, he must be having a really good day for him to do this, usually, he's much shyer.
Househusband wanderer! Who will be on his knees after a full day of work in the kitchen just to please you, his beloved.
househusband wanderer! Who'll work his mouth like he does his hands in the kitchen, a bit clumsy but a good end result nonetheless.
[afab reader] househusband wanderer! Who'll lick up all your juices like a hungry dog, he can't get enough, he'll leave soft kisses over your cunt watching as it quivers. "quit being a tease.." you're definitely gonna get him back for this.
[afab reader] househusband wanderer! Who'll leave bite marks and kisses all over your inner thighs, sucking and parting from your skin with a pop! Making sure he's left his mark, this way you'll remember him, this way you'll know that you belong to him as he belongs to you
[afab reader] househusband wanderer! Who whines and almost cums untouched when you get fed up with his teasing and grab his hair, pushing his face right into your cunt
[afab reader] househusband wanderer! Who holds onto your legs leaving scratches all over them as he stays on his knees for however long you want, drowning in you, he's aching and his knees are bruising, but he's relentless to please you
[amab reader] househusband wanderer! Who loves your groans! He leaves teasing kisses up your cock from the base all the way to the tip
[amab reader] househusband wanderer! Who leaves kitten licks on your raging boner, he loves your cock, the way it twitches when he plays with it, looking up at you with such innocent eyes as he toys with you.
[amab reader] househusband wanderer! Who chokes on your cock when you grab his hair, stuffing his mouth full, he loves choking on your cock, moaning against it as you force his head up and down, he swears it's touching the back of his throat!
[amab reader] househusband wanderer! Who swallows all that you give him! Not letting a single drop of your cum reach the ground.
Househusband wanderer! Who shivers gulping down the last of your remains that are left in his mouth when you look down at him with a glare, "Come on baby, think I forgot about your teasing earlier? "
Househusband wanderer! Who immediately crawls onto the bed when you claim it to be your turn.
[afab wanderer] househusband wanderer! Who chokes back sobs as you toy with his soaking pussy, barely pushing the tip of your finger in just to take it right back out
[afab wanderer] househusband wanderer! who sobs and begs you to give him a bit more! This isn't fair!! He didn't mean it! He's sorry!
[afab wanderer] househusband wanderer! whose eyes roll back when you pinch his clit, letting out a cute scream, his hands scramble to hold yours but you just push them down
[afab wanderer] househusband wanderer! whose pussy is soaking wet, his liquids are coating his inner thighs as it pulses for something more it makes such cute squelching sounds as you toy with the cute thing
[afab wanderer] househusband wanderer! Who squirts all over himself the second you stuff a finger in his desperate hole, who whines for you to wait a bit before you stuff him full with another one!
[amab wanderer] househusband wanderer! who cries out for you when your hand keeps circling his red tip, precum drips from it as if it was a broken fountain.
[amab wanderer] househusband wanderer! who's cock quivers at the slightest touch of you, who sobs, fat tears streaming down his face as you blow cold air onto his dick
[amab wanderer] househusband wanderer! Who gets desperate, begging, and pleading with you! He swears he didn't mean to tease you!
[amab wanderer] househusband wanderer! who jerks when you suddenly fist his cock sending shivers up his body! Fuuuck! You're so mean!!
[amab wanderer] househusband wanderer! who's mumbling thanks yous again and again as you finally move your hand, sobbing for you to quicken the pace
[amab wanderer] househusband wanderer! Who shoots cum out like a fountain, spraying all over his stomach, who now starts begging you to slow down "slow down..? But darling, this is what you wanted wasn't it? So quiet down and take it like a good boy."
Househusband wanderer! He cuddles up to you after you're both done, he smiles into your hug, he seems like in a really good mood today..hm.
2K notes · View notes