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ansel-rae562 · 8 months

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｡⋆Such bittersweet ending☾⋆⁺₊✧

(Scaramouche x reader)

Conclusion:He always liked you, he really did. But as months passed and you not liking him back, his feelings slowly started to fade. But you started liking him instead. But it's far too late now.

You both were sitting under a tree. It seemed like a perfect moment to confess to him. You were about to speak, when suddenly—

"I'm planning on confessing to Faruzan... I really like her." He said happily. It seems his heart has found another, and all you can do is be happy for him..

"Wait- really? You do?!" Y/N said with a look of excitement

"I was wondering when you're gonna tell me you like her cause it's been pretty obvious for the past months now" She said with a smug smirk perfectly hiding her true feelings

"You knew?" He said, looking surprised

"And here I was, thinking I was sly.. I was just planning on telling you, I didn't want you to feel excluded." He said awkwardly

"So um... are you okay with it?" He asked cautiously

"Yeah! Why wouldn't I? You like her and..." Y/N leaned in slightly to whisper to Scara

"I may or may not heard some rumours that she likes you too~" She said and wiggled her eyebrows and laughed when Y/N saw Scaramouche's face

"Wait.. what? Are you serious!?" He asked in disbelief He started laughing excitedly

"Really!? I mean I knew we exchanged glances every now and then but I wasn't sure— I'm gonna confess later today actually! She's so pretty and nice, I love everything about her. I hope she says yes.." He said with a warm smile

"You really don't mind?"

"Yep I don't mind at all! You're my best friend ya know and besides You and her has this... "She's just a classmate" type of blind thing going on for months and finally you're gonna confess!" Y/N enthusiastically said

"I hope she says yes.. My heart is pounding." He said as he placed his hand on his chest, feeling his heart beat fast. He seemed visibly nervous

"Do you think she will accept?" He started overthinking and looked at Yanara, wanting reassurance

"Yass! Totally, if you want I can help you confess to her, by the way how are gonna confess to her? Through letter or personally?"

"I wanted to do it personally.. I think that would be better, right? I don't want to hide behind a letter." He seemed nervous, still looking at Y/N for reassurance

"Great! Then I'm pretty sure she's gonna accept your confession since she'll think that you are so sincere with your feelings that you want to say it to her personally" She said as she looked at Scaramouche with assuring eyes

"Cheer up, you have a really big chance on her... I can tell" He sighed and looked away in thought for a moment

"Do you... do you really think she'll say yes? I'm just so nervous. Do you think I'll fumble it? Like I've practised, multiple times. But the real thing is completely different. Will I mess up..? I don't want it to be awkward. I have to get it right.. what if I don't..?" He seemed overwhelmed by the amount of thoughts running through his mind and looked desperate for reassurance once more.

"Hey hey hey.... look at me Scara" She said

"You're overthinking again.... Rest assured I'm positive that she'll say yes to you and you'll tell her your true feelings perfectly, I know you think that you'll fail to tell Faruzan what you truly feel but once you come face to face with her, your true feelings will take over you and let you express yourself.... and besides When have I lied to you about something?" She asked as she's like the fortune teller that knows what'll happen to anything throughout their friendship, He looked at Y/N once again letting himself calm down. For a moment he hesitated to speak and then finally replied

"T-thank you, N/N. That helps.. I'm still nervous, but I don't think I'll be able to be completely calm.. I mean, I'm going to confess to the person I like! Of course I'm gonna be nervous.. I just hope I don't make it awkward between us.." He said and looked away at the ground

"I'm pretty sure it's gonna turn out fine Scara... And when and where are you planning to confess to her? If it's around school grounds then I can help clear a place for you and don't let anyone near that place! After all I'm a student council!"

Y/N said proudly as she cheers up Scaramouche to hype him up for his confession

"I'm thinking.. after school.. outside the school building.. It might be public but I've made sure not many people walk there at the time I'll confess." He said as he scratched his arm, still nervous. But with Y/N's encouragement, he seems to be more confident now

"And um.. I'm actually not sure if I'm being too direct or being too vague... I want to tell her everything. But I'm not sure if that'll scare her." He said, biting his tongue

"Faruzan is a pretty direct and bold girl if I say so myself so don't be too afraid to be direct or vague with her, honestly I think she'll appreciate it if you're direct with her"

"You're right.. she's always been very bold and direct, and when I think back to the times we've hung out.. I realise all the hints she dropped. I'm sure she knew how I feel, too.." He started thinking back to all the times he and Faruzan spent time together, thinking about his feelings

"Do you think she liked me all this time?" His voice was filled with hope and excitement

"Yup! I mean you both are obvious with your feelings for each other" He giggled and looked at Y/N, full of joy

"I can't wait to tell her, I really can't wait. It's finally time for me to confess. I'm so nervous, but I'm sure she'll say yes. Everything is finally falling into place..." He let out a sigh and seemed relieved.

The school bell suddenly rang signalling that recess is finally over and time to get back to class, Scaramouche and Y/N bid eachother goodbyes and went to their classes waiting for the hours to go by till after school

At the end of school, Scaramouche left the building to face Faruzan and finally, confess to the person he likes the most and has liked for the longest time. His heart pounded fast, but he remained determined and walked towards the place he chose, He looked around to check if no one was here and then took a deep breath.

"Faruzan..." He said, looking for her, Faruzan went out behind the tree to see Scaramouche

"Hey Scaramouche! So what do you wanna tell me?" She asked as Y/N was far away watching the two interact exited for what's about to happen.

Scaramouche looked at Faruzan, still nervous but more confident now that he's there. He took a step closer, trying to find the courage to confess to her

"Faruzan, there's something I wanted to tell you for a long time... Can I tell you?" He asked, almost in a whisper, Faruzan looked at Scaramouche

"Sure, Go on..." She said with a sweet and sincere voice awaiting for Scaramouche to say what he wants to say

"Um.. well, I like you. I have liked you for the longest time actually." He said as he took a deep breath and looked down for a moment He paused, before looking back up at Faruzan and smiling warmly

"Every time we went out, I was always so nervous. Every second I didn't spent with you, felt like an eternity. I love spending time with you, you make me feel at ease even just by being next to you." He said, still smiling Faruzan looked at Scaramouche with a surprised expression as her face turned red and looked down

"I- well....." She sighed

"I actually like you too... A lot" She said and scratched her arm out of nervousness

"The way your eyes shine when I look at them and you make me feel these things that no other person made me feel, the times I spent with you are the best ones for me cause you make me feel safe... And special" Faruzan said as she looked into his eyes and a gust of wind flew by blowing Faruzan's blue hair along with the wind making her look ethereal in his eyes and as if time slows down. He was shocked by Faruzan's confession, feeling red on his cheeks He smiled at her and blushed as he looked at her.

"Faruzan, I'm so happy you feel the same way. I don't know what to say, you make me feel safe and special too." He said, then took her hand and held it tightly

"You have no idea how long I've wanted this moment." He said and smiled once again. Faruzan giggles as she held onto Scaramouche's hand softly

"I was actually dreaming and wishing for this moment thinking that this would never happen but oh well.... Here we are" She smiled softly, Scaramouche also smiled

"Faruzan, I have a question. Would you want to be my girlfriend?" He asked while looking at her with a warm smile He didn't seem nervous anymore, he knew exactly how he felt now and he was confident that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Faruzan, and only with her

"Ahahaha! Yes!" Faruzan said excitedly and hugged him tightly almost like jumping onto his arms He was surprised by her hug, but he wrapped his arms around her tightly, enjoying the feeling of her embracing him. He then lifted her up and looked at her with a warm smile, before kissing her lips tenderly, Faruzan kissed him back lovingly seconds later they broke eachothers kiss

"Faruzan, I love you." He said softly while looking into her eyes

"I love you too, Scaramouche" She said as they hugged eachother for awhile before Faruzan broke the hug and held onto Scaramouche's hands

"So do you... Want to hang out? There's a new cafe that is near our school"

"Of course, I definitely want to spend as much time with you as possible. Let's go find that cafe!" He said excitedly while holding her hand tightly He had already started walking as he was waiting for Faruzan to follow.He couldn't wait to spend time with her and have all her attention to himself.

Scaramouche and Faruzan walked away side by side with hands on each others embrace, the moment being so romantic and lovely, Y/N stood far away watching them with a smile on her face

"Please take care of Scaramouche, Faruzan...."

'if he's happy then I'm more happy for him'

Y/N thought as she walked away the opposite direction to them leaving them happily ever after.

As Scaramouche and Faruzan walked away together, he was lost in thought, thinking about their future together. He didn't care what would happen in the future, his biggest concern was that he had Faruzan as his girlfriend now and that was enough for him, he was happy. He squeezed Faruzan's hands tightly which made him smile. He had to thank Y/N in the future, as she helped him find the courage to confess to Faruzan.

"She always knew he would end up with Faruzan, it was meant to be that way......"

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sorin-in-the-stars · 2 years

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Lunch Before Class... (pt.2)

Lunch Before Class

Scaramouche x GN! Reader

Contents : Modern AU, Highschool/College AU, Fluff

Summary : You two go to McDonalds as promised and eat your lunch there. Then you two decide to skip class in order to go to a park and hang out.

WC : 1.2K

Requested? No.

Pt.1 Pt.3

Ao3

Shall I write a part three? Who knows...

You stood there waiting for the same dark blue-haired boy you have been making lunch for, for the past few weeks at this point. It was lunchtime, so he should show up. Not to take your seat- but so the two of you could go to the nearest Mcdonald's and buy lunch. You did say you would, and you keep to your word.

At last, he finally showed up, bag in hand and a frown on his face.

“I’m hungry.” Was all he said before walking off in the direction of the nearest door, clearly remembering what you had said the day before.

“Well, you are in luck my guy, for I have enough money for the two of us to get whatever it is that we desire on the…” you dragged out the last word, making a drumming hand signal, smiling widely at the angsty boy. “Value menu!” You cheered as if it was some sort of achievement.

He scoffed and shook his head, quietly finding your actions amusing.

“Hurry up, you’re being slow.” Scaramouche stated in an annoyed tone. He picked up his walking speed as if to show you truly how slow you were walking, though it did nothing of the sort.

Laughing silently, you picked up your pace as well, wanting to get to the fast food restaurant as much as Scaramouche.

The two of you were near the Mcdonalds’ the two of you had planned to go to when Scaramouche spoke up.

“Why do you always bring me lunch?” He asked, walking ahead of you a small bit. He was trying to hide the sad look in his eyes, along with the soft red hue on his cheeks.

“You never bring your own, it’s good to eat lunch you know.” You answer, not making an effort to catch up to him. He would just walk ahead again anyways. “Why do you never bring a lunch?” You question.

“..It doesn’t matter.” Scaramouche huffed and shook his head, stopping in his tracks. He turned to you with a scornful look on his face. He stood there silently, staring at you intently before he turned around abruptly. “Hurry up, you’re being slow.” Scaramouche once more picked up his pace, rushing off to the doors.

You shake your head at his reply and do as he said. Walking into the building, you line up next to him and await your turn to order.

“Yknow, we’re going to be late for our next class.” You relax a bit, glad to be inside rather than out in the heat.

“Good. Rather skip anyways.” He stared at the menu, squinting a bit to read what was on the value menu.

“Let’s skip then. That class is boring and I know the unit we’re learning anyways.” You guys take a step forward, ready to order as the people ahead of you finished their own.

“...Sure.” Scaramouche responded. He planned on skipping anyways, so this didn’t bother him one bit.

“It’s a date then.” You took another step forward, ordering your food before you turned back to him to ask for his order.

A date? This was a date? Scaramouche replied with his order and kept to his own thoughts. Conflicted on the concept of dating you.

Finishing eating, you sat back in your seat and kicked your feet onto the booth seat across from you. Scaramouche had been adamant about sitting in a booth seat for the tables were larger. Either way, it didn’t matter, all you wanted to do was eat, and you did.

“For someone who is always talking about how slow I walk, you eat really slow yknow.” You huffed, looking at your phone as you picked up your drink to sip on.

Scaramouche scoffed and stuffed more of his fries into his mouth, eating eagerly to get out of the public space. “Oh shut it.” He spoke after he swallowed his food.

“Shh, just hurry and eat, I want to go to the park before school ends.” There was a public park nearby that, after 3 pm, got infected with children. So who wouldn’t want to go there when there are no children?

Once he was done he stood up. Scaramouche put all the trash into the bag and threw it out. “Let’s go.” Eager much?

Scaramouche didn’t reply once more but instead focused on finishing his food.

“Race you to the park.” You said, a mischievous glint in your eyes.

The two of you left the building.

“We just ate-” He got cut off by the sound of your running feet. Scaramouche didn’t protest anymore but sprinted after you.

Eventually, you two reached the empty park, ready to play on the too-small playground equipment.

After a few moments of nonstop running, Scaramouche was able to catch up to you. Instinctively he grabbed your hand, as a type of reassurance you wouldn’t leave him again by running off.

“Aha! I won!” You called out, lifting your free hand up into the air to cheer for your victory.

“Regardless, it was a tie.” Scaramouche let go of your hand and crossed his arms. He closed his eyes and turned his head, smiling slightly.

Scaramouche laughed quietly to himself, shaking his head at your antics. “We made it here together, it’s a tie.”

“How boring is that though! It was a competition!” What a bummer, you clearly won.

Hearing it, Scaramouches’ ears tinted red along with his cheeks a tad bit. His eyes widened and he smiled a bit more, being able to brush it off from the fun you two had. “All we did was eat lunch and race to the park. Don’t get all mushy about it.” He laughed more and stood upright, making his way over to the park swings to sit down.

You faked an upset gasp, exaggerating it, along with lifting your hand up to clutch your shirt. “How dare you! Claiming a victory that was never yours, to begin with! And to think I bought you lunch!”

“Hmph, you’re the one that lost, loser.” Scaramouche broke character and started laughing, doubling over nearly.

You did the same. “Please! This was so much fun Scara, thank you.” You thanked him, not caring to say his full name.

“I’m getting all mushy about it? Says the one with a red face.” You retorted, following him to the same set.

“I don’t run around like you, athlete freak.” He sat down, swinging a little bit.

“Hmm, that makes this a lot harder now.” You huffed in defeat, not knowing what to make for dinner that night.

“I am not a freak thank you very much.” You sat down as well, swinging yourself a lot more than he was. “So, what do you want for lunch tomorrow? I’ll make it for dinner tonight and save some leftovers for lunch.”

“It doesn’t matter, make what you want.” His swing stilled, his eyes trained on you.

“..Can i…” He trailed off. He wanted to ask something but didn’t know how to word it. Maybe not asking in a way that wasn’t a question would work? “I’m coming over for dinner tonight.” He stated, looking off in the other direction, ears becoming red again.

“If you want to, but don’t get your hopes up on meeting my family. They’re on a trip without me since, yknow, school.” You get ready and jump off the swing, having been high enough to do so.

Great, it worked. But..why did he want to come over?

#scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche fluff #scara x reader #genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #fluff #genshin fanfic #genshin impact fanfic #modern au #highschool au #college au #sorin whispers #-sorin whispers writing

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yuutx · 2 months

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ೀ ׅ ۫ . 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 ! ! (𝒮𝒞𝒜𝑅𝒜𝑀𝒪𝒰𝒞𝐻𝐸)

student council president! scaramouche x f!reader ﾉ 18+ content. ﾉ nsfw + unprotected sex / raw sex ﾉ modern au / highschool au ﾉ creampie ﾉ blowjob ﾉ fingering ﾉ clit play ﾉ dirty talk ﾉ biting ﾉ public sex (sex in school) ﾉ praise kink ﾉ hate sex (?) ﾉ mdom + fsub ﾉ not proofread !꒰๑´ᗜ`꒱*›◡‹꒱꒱

i loveee school au's . . . scara strikes me as one of those cocky, super smart student council presidents who thinks he knows everything ,, however, he also gives me delinquent always getting in 2 fight vibes ! ♡ + ↻ are rlly appreciated ! !

The snarky bastard. You couldn't help but glare at him, the smirk on his face only further fueling the fire that raged within you. Scaramouche, the student council president and the biggest, nastiest bitch you had ever met. He flaunted his status as the council president, his influence and wealth. Everyone loved him, and it infuriated you to no end. Even if his words had a way of cutting through you, a barb hidden within every statement, the way he made your heart race was what got you the most.

Your hatred for him was palpable, the tension between the two of you nearly suffocating. And he loved it. He lived for it, the way you would sneer at him, the way you'd bite back. Getting you in trouble was the best part. Watching as you fumed, as you glared, as you were reprimanded and scolded was a high like no other. It was addicting, watching you suffer, watching as you fell from grace, the power dynamic between the two of you skewed in his favor. You were always looking for a fight, and he was always willing to give you one.

Today was no different.

You sat in the empty classroom, accompanied by your oh so favorite person. Detention, again. It seemed as though he was the only one who had a knack for getting you in trouble. He knew exactly how to press your buttons, exactly which buttons to push. Your temper was your greatest weakness, and he exploited it to his benefit. It was the same shit, day after day. You were both so caught up in your hatred of each other that you hadn't realized the mutual pining. But that was besides the point.

"Well, well, well. Looks like someone's been naughty," he taunted, a grin curling the edges of his lips, his gaze boring holes into the side of your face. You didn't bother responding, your teeth gnawing at the inside of your cheek. You couldn't deny that he was attractive, no, he was downright gorgeous, and it only served to piss you off even more. He was an asshole, through and through, and his looks only made him that much more appealing. The urge to smack the look off his face was almost too much, but you had a feeling that would only earn you a harsher punishment.

He stood up, slowly making his way towards you. You refused to make eye contact, knowing full well that the look he was giving you was absolutely predatory. His fingers gripped your chin, the touch light, and your eyes snapped up to his. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, slut." The words were hissed, and the nickname stung, even if it caused a small thrill to go through you. He had called you so many things, but that was a new one. His voice was a low rumble, the look on his face downright evil. "You know, I would really hate to have to punish you. Again."

"Maybe if you would stop harassing me, I wouldn't be here." You were quick to retort, glaring up at him with a scowl. His eyes widened for a moment before he laughed, the sound mocking.

"Oh? And yet you were the one who threw the first punch. Who started this, huh?" You had a smart remark on the tip of your tongue, but his grip tightened, and he tugged your head back, leaning down to whisper against your ear. "I could tell the principal. That would look awful on your permanent record. Or…" his tone was suggestive, the offer clear. He had been trying to get under your skin since the first day, and you were beginning to realize that it had been in more ways than one.

You knew what he was implying, and the idea didn't sound bad. But, the thought of him thinking that he could get away with doing whatever he wanted was even worse.

"Or, what? You're gonna fuck me into submission?" Your words were a challenge, and his smirk turned into a full blown grin, his teeth glinting in the light.

"Is that what you want, pretty girl?" The pet name sent a shiver down your spine, and the look on his face let you know he was more than aware of the effect it had on you.

"Don't call me that." Your words were more breathless than angry, and he chuckled, releasing your chin, only to slide his hand down your body. You were wearing a skirt, something that had been a mistake, the fabric bunching up around your waist. You couldn't help but squirm as his fingers danced along the inside of your thigh, his touch featherlight, teasing.

"What? Pretty girl?" You hated the way he spoke, the way his voice was so low and sensual, his words practically dripping with sex. It was driving you crazy, and you were sure he knew it. His fingers moved closer to your cunt, your panties damp, the fabric clinging to your pussy. His fingers grazed over your clit, the contact minimal, but enough to make you jump, the noise you made a strangled groan.

"Yes.." you moaned, your hips grinding down against his hand, seeking out more friction.

"What's the magic word?" His lips brushed against the shell of your ear, and you swallowed, trying to collect your thoughts, trying to get a handle on yourself. He wasn't allowed to do this. He wasn't supposed to have this kind of effect on you. And yet…

"Please.." the word was a whisper, the desperation clear, and he hummed, pleased, his fingers rubbing over your cunt, the fabric of your panties doing little to nothing to muffle the pleasure.

"Good girl." He practically purred, the praise making you shudder. It felt so good, having his hands on you. It was as if your brain was short circuiting, the feeling of his fingers on your cunt overwhelming.

His fingers hooked around your panties, and he tugged them to the side, his finger sliding between your folds.

"God, you're so wet. Are you sure this isn't what you've been wanting? Huh? Me fucking you? Filling you up?"

"Shut up.." you muttered, the flush on your cheeks spreading down to your neck. He was right, though. You had thought about him. Imagined him bending you over, his cock buried deep inside you, his hands leaving bruises on your hips. His words were filthy, the filthier the better. You didn't want him to stop.

"You're so sensitive." He mused, his thumb pressing against your clit, rubbing the bud in slow circles, his finger moving up to prod at your entrance. "I can feel how bad you want this. You're practically dripping.." he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear, his warm breath fanning over the shell of your ear.

"F-Fuck you..!" You gasped, the sensation overwhelming, his words making the heat in the pit of your stomach burn even hotter.

"Such a mouth on you. I bet I could find something to put in it." He teased, his teeth scraping against the side of your neck, biting down, hard enough to leave a mark. You groaned, the noise echoing throughout the room, and his fingers pressed against your hole, pushing the digit into your tight cunt. Your walls squeezed around the digit, the feeling strange, but not unwelcome. His finger felt amazing, his pace slow and torturous, but it was more than enough to have you panting.

"You're doing so well. Such a good girl, taking my fingers like this.." he crooned, and you whined, his words going straight to your core. "How about I give you another one, hm?" You nodded, the movement jerky, desperate.

"Y-Yes.." you mumbled, your hands reaching to cling onto him, your fingers gripping the front of his shirt. He hummed, adding a second finger, your walls stretching around him. He scissored his fingers, slowly fucking you with them, his thumb continuing to rub at your clit. It felt incredible, the way he was filling you up, the stretch almost too much. You were moaning, unable to keep quiet, and you heard him laugh.

"Awww, you like this, huh? You're so loud, baby. You love me that much?"

"F-fucking hate you.. t-this- this isn't-" he cut you off, curling his fingers, the tips of his digits pressing against your sweet spot. The moan that left you was embarrassingly loud, and his free hand grabbed your hair, tugging on the locks, forcing your head back. He forced his tongue into your mouth, kissing you roughly, swallowing all the noises that escaped you.

"You talk too much." He breathed, the words coming out muffled against your lips, and you tried to bite back the whine that was building up in the back of your throat, the coil in the pit of your stomach wound up so tightly, your body tense.

"I-I'm close, fuck- I-I'm so-" you couldn't think, his fingers still pounding into you, his thumb pressing down on your clit, the pressure just the right amount. You felt him smirk, his fingers moving faster, his free hand moving to grip your hip, his hold bruising. "C-cumm-ing!" You managed, the word getting caught in the back of your throat, and the coil snapped, your body jerking as you came, his fingers still working inside of you.

"There you go. Come for me. Cum all over my fingers, just like that. Good girl." His praise only made the orgasm even more intense, and you whined, the feeling too much. You could feel his gaze on you, watching you as you came undone, his fingers working you through it. He pulled his fingers out, bringing the digits to his lips, sucking them clean, his tongue flicking out to lick the digits clean. "Y-you- you won't tell the orin-the principal about my-my detention record, right?"

You couldn't form a coherent sentence, the pleasure fogging up your brain. Scaramouche chuckled, a wide grin on his face, his gaze heated, and you realized just how much you enjoyed his attention on you. "You'll.. get ride of all thedetentions on m..my record a-and make sure I don't have anymore?"

He grinned, his fingers gripping the hem of his pants, undoing the belt, pulling his zipper down, pulling his cock out, the tip already glistening with pearly liquid.

"Only if you make it worth my while." You knew exactly what he meant, and you were more than willing to comply. You dropped to your knees, the cold tile digging into your skin. You reached out, wrapping your fingers around his cock, the heat from his member nearly searing. You leaned forward, flicking your tongue against the tip, the taste of his precum salty, but delicious.

"M-mhm, mhm.. deal." You agreed, your hand moving up and down his length, trying to get him wet enough so that your movements wouldn't be too rough. His eyes were trained on your movements, his hand reaching out, tangling in your hair.

"Good girl. Now, open wide." You parted your lips, opening your mouth, sticking your tongue out. He gripped the back of your head, his fingers digging into your scalp, and he thrusted his hips forward, the head of his cock sliding past your lips. The feeling of his cock in your mouth was unlike anything you had ever felt before, the weight heavy on your tongue. He slowly pushed himself further into your mouth, the tip hitting the back of your throat, your gag reflex kicking in, making your throat contract around his length. He moaned, the sound making your cunt throb, and he held himself there, waiting for a few seconds before he started thrusting.

"Fuck- so- so fucking tight- you're doing so well.." he grunted, his eyes shut, the pleasure washing over him. His words had you moaning, the vibrations of your voice around his cock making him thrust harder. Your hand was pumping what wasn't in your mouth, your spit making the movements slick, his cock glistening. You were struggling to breathe, but the feeling of him filling you up, the feeling of him using your throat like this was amazing, and you couldn't get enough.

His hips were stuttering, his thrusts becoming more erratic, and he pulled out, his fingers wrapping around his length, pumping the digits, the tip of his cock pressed against your lips, your tongue darting out to lap at the head.

"Ahh- shit, here- come here.." he breathed, tugging at the strands of your hair, and you stood, your legs trembling, and he pushed you back against the wall, his hand slipping between your bodies, his fingers tugging your panties down, throwing them across the room. "Still so wet, hm? You really enjoyed that, didn't you?" He breathed, lifting you up, your legs wrapping around his waist, the position putting him in perfect alignment with your cunt. You could feel his cock rubbing between your folds, the tip brushing against your clit, the contact making you moan, your hips bucking.

"Not so tough now, are you?" He chuckled, the sound deep and low, his eyes trained on your face. You were too out of it to come up with a response, the heat pooling in the pit of your stomach, the pleasure threatening to drown you.

"F-fuck me, please.." the words left you before you could stop them, and his eyes widened, the look on his face a cocky tone.

"Oh? I didn't know you could beg, pretty girl."

"J-just.. I need you.." you pleaded, the feeling of his cock brushing against your cunt driving you crazy, the friction not nearly enough.

"You'll have me." He promised, and he pushed his hips forward, his cock sinking into you, his hands holding onto your thighs, keeping you steady. The feeling of him inside of you was like nothing you had ever felt before, his cock stretching your cunt, filling you up so well, his size almost too much. A high-pitched whine escaped you, and his grip tightened, his fingers leaving bruises on your skin.

"H-holy shit.. fuck, you're so fucking tight, fuck-" his words were cut off, a low groan escaping him, and he didn't bother waiting for you to adjust. He didn't give you a chance to recover. His hips were pistoning, his thrusts rough, his cock slamming into you over and over again. "You feel so fucking good." He grunted, his eyes squeezed shut, his jaw clenched. He was gorgeous, the sounds escaping him like music to your ears, and the pleasure was making your brain short circuit.

"Fuck..haah.. fuck, take it, baby, take all of me, you're so- so fucking perfect, shit, I'm not gonna last long, god, you feel amazing.." he rambled, his pace brutal, and you cried out, pathetic noises leaving you. You felt like a bitch in heat, a sexdoll, his to use however he saw fit, and as much as it pissed you off, the thought only served to turn you on even more.

"M-mh.. ha-harder! Fuck- fuck me- harder, ple-please-" you managed, the words coming out choked, and his eyes shot open, his gaze wild, the look on his face pure animal. He moved even faster, the sound of his hips slapping against yours echoing throughout the room.

"Shit, y-you want it that bad? Huh? Y-you like being fucked this hard? T-talk to me, baby, tell me how much you like it." His words were punctuated with moans, and you gasped, your nails scratching at the fabric of his shirt, the material wrinkling under your grip. You were shaking, your cunt squeezing around his cock, the feeling of him inside of you driving you absolutely crazy. The coil in the pit of your stomach was growing tighter, and the pleasure was making it difficult to breathe, his cock filling you up so well. You could feel the tears pricking the corners of your eyes, and he chuckled, the sound dark and deep, the noise making your cunt throb.

"F-feels good, f-fuck..a-so good.. i l-love your c-cock.. ahh, p-please, f-fill me up..! W-want it so bad- ah! M-more!" Your words were barely coherent, a babble of broken sentences, but they seemed to be enough, his cock driving into you with enough force to push the air from your lungs, his cock bottoming out, the tip pushing against the entrance of your womb. You were crying out, your noises almost deafening, the tears rolling down your cheeks. Your vision was blurry, the pleasure so intense, and you felt his thrusts begin to stutter, his breathing labored. "Mmph!! Y-yes, yes, fuck, fuck.. c-cum with me p-please.. i w-wanna feel it, n-need it..!" You cried, and he groaned, his head falling back, his hair sticking to his forehead, his bangs damp.

"Dirty- haah, dirty girl. F-fuck, here- cum with me, t-together.." his fingers moved between your bodies, his thumb pressing down on your clit. The pressure was the last straw, the pleasure snapping, and your body seized, your mouth falling open, a pornographic scream eliciting from you as you synced up, cumming with him, your release washing over you in waves. Your gummy walls were clamping down on his cock, and he moaned, the noise sounding more like a growl, his seed shooting out, painting the walls of your cunt, his cock pulsating. It was a sensation unlike anything you had ever felt, and you shuddered, the pleasure so intense you couldn't help but sob.

Scaramouche grunted, his head buried in the crook of your neck, his teeth digging into the side of your neck, biting down, his hips jerking, the aftershocks of his orgasm making him tremble. You were shaking, the two of you panting, your bodies pressed together. "Fuck.." he breathed, the word muffled against your skin, and you whined, the feeling of him pulling out making you squirm. His release began to seep out of your cunt, dribbling down your thighs, and he watched with a pleased expression, his cock twitching. You couldn't form a coherent sentence, too overwhelmed, but he seemed to understand. He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving, and his hand moved to brush the sweat soaked strands of hair from your forehead, a small smirk on his lips. "So, about those detentions slips.."

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luvkuvi · 11 months

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What's so good about him?!

Scaramouche X reader ☆ Smau

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.

Genre — SMAU, Gn! reader, 5wirl au, modern college au, ex to lovers, enemies to lovers-ish(its more of the reader disliking scara) slowburn,fluff,crack,angst, cyber bullying, lots of kys + kms jokes and just typical stan twitter behavior. pictures used for the reader isnt meant to represent the reader!! its more of using the pose !!

💌 — first smau!! might be ooc in some and may be cringe due to most of the chapters early on is just basically daily stan twitter but hope you enjoy!! slow and inconsistent updates. Also timestamps dont matter unless stated otherwise

Status — started: 06/15/23 (taglist open)

Chapters:

babygirls + childe ☆ 5wirl

Teaser !

Act one ☆

01 – chill out

02 – dick riders

03 – unfold

04 – apologies

05 – better than him

06 – diversion

07 – diversion successful

08 – why now

09 – no

10 – please

11 – weird

12 – time

Act two ★

13 – curiosity

14 – no wonder

15 – catching up ☆

16 – stupid ☆

17 – coward

18 – selfish

19 – looking at you

20 – all too well

21 – change of mind

22 – interview

23 – quitting

24 – best friends

25 – suspicious

26 – surprise

27 – connecting the dots

28 – ignorance is bliss

Act three ☆

29 – trending

30 – overeacting

31 – well shit

32 – what

Bonus ★

bonus – Story of us

Taglist!(closed): @sakiimeo @sagegreenthinks @evsolostheuniverse @ozzierenato @mechanicalbeat1 @bananasquash @admiringfish @misomiis @wolfe02 @msameikanevaeh @yukiipc @magica-ren @r0ttenhearts @vvyeislazzy @yuumaofc @klanxii @darthvada @the-ghost-0f-t0m0 @yoyo-yui @deluluangel @katsumikumo @thenightsflower @lazy-sanns @sukunasrealgf @4thnocturne @danhenglovebot @sketcheeee @fumichannorakuen @featuredtofu @mine-lu @karma-gisa @amyena @onmywaytoteyvat @fujimoribaby @eliqusgenma @buubbbbly @reekapeeka @elernity @323jelly @kunikissr @miko1ly @feverish-dove @zuunotsane @pomeiu @yxcade @kascar-chronicle @supercoolusernameomg @otomegame-oneshots @cookieofwishes @swivy123(bold usernames means i couldn't tag you :<) 1/2

#Whats so good about him?!#Scaramouche #kunikuzushi #kunikuzushi x reader #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you #scaramouche smau #genshin #genshin impact #genshin smau #genshin impact smau #kunikuzushi smau #genshin scaramouche

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kazumist · 11 months

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FAKE IT TILL WE MAKE IT .ᐟ⠀( a scaramouche x fem!reader smau )

synopsis: what happens when scaramouche, your rival since the first year of highschool, had some annoying admirers on his back? easy—he (fake) dates you to shoo them off. nothing can possibly go wrong with faking a relationship with the guy you hate, right?

spoiler: apparently, a lot can go wrong.

started on: 05/28/23 | ended on: 06/28/23

genres: highschool au, enemies/academic rivals to lovers + fake dating trope, fluff, angst, (an attempt of) comedy, profanities + kys jokes, other ships are implied, socmed with narrations !!

note: this is my first smau so everything is really messy haha sorry T___________T (🖋️) means the ep has narrations

taglist: closed :) thank u for the support mwa

playlist: just for the vibes tbh so feel free to listen in sometime!

STARRING: (name) international fans / venti lock your doors

EPISODES:

★ 01. fucking hell

★ 02. a little suggestion

★ 03. it's a deal

★ 04. you're dating who now?! (🖋️)

★ 05. childe knows anything and everything

★ 06. operation: first date

★ 07. fuzzy feeling (🖋️)

★ 08. books and bonds (🖋️)

★ 09. everybody knows

★ 10. meet granny!

★ 11. movie date! oh and candy crush

★ 12. scara rizz

★ 13. promposals (🖋️)

★ 14. sick feelings

★ 15. call me by my first name (🖋️)

★ 16. almost (🖋️)

★ 17. who now?

★ 18. ignorance is bliss

★ 19. jealousy, jealousy

★ 20. miscommunication

★ 21. stupid in love

★ 22. ignorance is not bliss (🖋️)

★ 23. sadgirl hours

★ 24. suck it up

★ 25. screw talking (🖋️)

★ 26. boyfrengirlfriend

★ 27. lowkey

★ 28. ??? = ily

EXTRAS:

★ 01. snippets of ayamiya's life

★ 02. the arcade date experience + 2.5. photo booth shenanigans

★ 03. psa i hate (love) my boyfriend

#( writings )#astronetwrk #favoniuslibrary #( smau — fake it till we make it ! )#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin imagines #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #wanderer #scaramouche #scaramouche smau #genshin impact #wanderer smau #x reader

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taocard · 8 months

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Jealousy of Mine

♡ I grant a wish for whoever summons me and take one thing as a payment ♡ 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Scaramoiche/Wanderer/Kunikuzushi

𝐬𝐰𝐨'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: highschool au. lazily proofread. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Scara, who's that classmate of yours that's always picking on you one way or another. whether it's calling you names, starting competitions, or taking your last piece of gum before a math final. you, who doesn't back down from a fight when you see it and call him names right back, smirking when you get a higher grade than him, and even going as far as taking his wallet so you can buy a soda can from the vending machine. all he knows is he hates you. he hates that smile of yours. he hates it when you talk to him when no one else will. he hates how you have specific nicknames just for him. he hates all of it. ...so why is he getting all protective over you when he sees some random bullies shoving you in a locker because you couldn't shut your big ass mouth. he finds you in the boy's locker room, in his locker, and opens it, cringing as he does so. "are you a fucking creep this is low even for you..." his words trail off into silence when he sees bruises on your arms and his brows knit into a frown. he grabs your wrist and yanks you out of the locker, demanding to know who did this. he's pissed. not at you. but because someone dared to do to you what he does. only he's allowed to do stuff like this to you. only he's allowed to be mean to you. no one else. "aww, is someone getting soft for me?" you hum with a lazy smirk. you feel his grip on your wrist tighten and you hiss. "Scara can you loosen the grip there? i just got shoved in a damn locker give me a pause." "just shut up for two seconds will you and give me the damn names?" "why should i tell you" "i swear to god if i have to ask again" anddddddd you two already bickering again. Scara, who takes you to the nurse's office to get you an ice pack, and when you finally tell him the names he goes so nonchalant it was a complete contrast to when he was questioning you. "oh. those guys. really?" his arms are crossed and he's leaning against the wall while you put the ice pack against your cheek that was bruised. "they're so weak. surprised you couldn't have done anything, guess you really are a worm" hmm. so he's not freaking out. it seems he's not that concerned anymore. until the next day rolled around and the people who shoved you in the locker were missing from school. "yeah they never got home last night. don't you find that weird?" you asked Scara, who sat right beside you. "nah, that group was rumored to be taking drugs or something late at night. so they must've stayed out for longer this time," he replied, bored. "mm. makes sense." and it slips from your mind. forgetting they never made it home and they were no longer people in your life. sometimes, Scara will rant to an unlucky victim about what an "uggo" you are cause you pissed him off. it was an unlucky victim because the key was to just stay silent. don't agree or disagree during Scara's fit. and they did not stay silent because they just had to have an opinion. "they're so annoying! that uggo really thinks she's all that! her looks match her horrible personality. and she barely has any manners and just wants to start shit with me!" not exactly true. since he was the one who took her erasure so now she took three of his pencils that had an erasure on it. and, she wasn't really planning on giving them back. "and she was wearing these heels that made her taller than me and were too loud-" "yn? ugly?" Scara's heart seemed to stop at those words from the guy next to him. "I think she's quite attractive though?" Scara completely froze at this point, trying to comprehend what this complete nobody was even saying. "she's also nice. she gave me her lunch money the other day and saved me the starvation. i wonder why you would hate-" "what?" Scara was glaring at the person, his eyes glowing with...anger? no..it wasn't that. it was jealousy. Scara crossed his arms with a 'hmph' and looked ahead at the board, looking very upset.

the person was left confused and just went back to talking to his friend nearby, but little did he know Scara was spiraling in his mind. if this kid ended up getting close to you and would eventually break your heart because that's what people do in relationships, wouldn't he be putting you through pain? a nobody like him putting you through pain just like those bullies. why does everyone seem to want to hurt you? only he's allowed to hurt you don't they know this? you're his. to bully. to hurt. to wound. to yell at. and he's kind enough to give you breaks once in a while and look after your health. and he would help put you back together each time. he would take care of you. but they wouldn't. they don't care. and thats how this kid next to him. who said nothing bad at all. became a threat to Scara and your world just like those bullies did. Scara, who later that evening has a knife to the classmates throat in a deserted place with no eye witnesses, and was threatening him. this guy was going to take you away from him and hurt you. he had to prevent that didnt he? there was cuts on the guys arms, legs, a few on his cheek, and maybe a bruise forming on his stomach where scara currently put pressure on with his foot. he looked down at the pleading victim. "so you'll leave them alone? you won't talk to her ever again?" "yes yes! i'm sorry i won't speak of her or go within a 7-foot radius of her! im sorry! a-and i won't tell anyone about this! so you can get exactly what you want!" what a wuss. this was so damn boring. "hmm"

the guy under him seemed relieved, thinking Scara was going to say yes. "actually..." Scara put the knife under the guy's chin, making them force eye contact. "i think i don't wanna do that. everyones bound to break their promises. better safe than sorry, don't you think?" the guys face dropped and was going to yell but... "sorry not sorry," he said, making a swift cut across the guy's neck. Scara looked down at the lifeless body and groaned at the thought of your annoying complaining. you'd probably whine and say "this isnt right!" he goes on to hide the body. it'll surely save him the headache. he was used to it. Scara has only done it a few times. even before the bullies. one time it was actually a teacher, that was actually an interesting threat he dealt with. teenagers were just boring compared to adults it seemed.

he put all the threats where they belonged. buried and dead in different parts of the woods. he even had to separate the bullies' body parts since they were so big. don't you see how much work you are putting him through?? strangely enough, the victim's words echoed in his head. y/n? ugly? I think they are quite attractive though? ...then you came to mind. smiling whenever you did something right. that cute pout you had when he beat you in sports. and those times you'd steal his wallet to get soda but you'd always bring him a snack or drink too. ...ah. "damn it" he murmured. Scara placed his forehead on the handle of the shovel, blushing. as far as he's concerned. you were average. and you gave him more work to do than he'd initially like to put himself through. if anyone saw him, they would feel highly uncomfortable and even call him mad. he had a splotch of blood on his cheek. some dirt on his hands. and a body on the ground in front of him that he was currently covering with the shovel. and he was blushing over a girl.

#fem reader #genshin impact x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere scaramouche #yandere wanderer #yandere scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #yandere wanderer x reader #first time writing yandere but #im happy with it

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fairykazu · 3 months

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NOT-SUPER-SECRET-CRUSH FT. TUTOR! SCARAMOUCHE in which, you are failing two of your classes and it so happens that scaramouche excels at those classes. however, when he wouldn't agree to your tutor session pleads, you used his terrible score in english against him.

content // highschool au, pining, mutual requited love, crushing! scaramouche, established friendship, fem! reader, zhongli is your dad, eimiko mentioned, eimiko as scara's parents, slow burn

notes // i hope this series would be shorter. this was an accidental series so i don't expect it to have attraction.

extra // ao3 link . pinterest board . playlist . general masterlist

[ 1 ]. lets get this show on the road [ 2 ]. and so it begins [ 3 ]. tutor scaramouche in session! [ 4 ]. session turned into boba date (???) [ 5 ]. not too bad... [ 6 ]. session number two ! [ 7 ]. matching good luck charms [ 8 ]. i aced this ! [ 9 ]. celebration [ 10 ]. (google, how to get rid of crush. quick and easy no borax.) [ 11 ]. session number ??? [ 12 ]. exams [ 13 ]. too late to ask [ 14 ]. tba

extras // tba

tutor scara's tutees [open] : @saccharine-sucks @ainnofinway @ayayayayayayatanokoji @swivy123 @mekiiiii @projectsfantasy

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iyney · 7 months

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— THE HEART TO MY ALBUM ♡

a social media au | scaramouche x f!reader

༉‧₊˚ SUMMARY: y/n was never passionate about her talent of being a violinist, mainly why she never spoke about it with grace in her words nor a shine in her eyes. But one evening, when she thought she would be alone in the music room, playing her violin. An indigo-headed boy accidentally finds his way into the humming room, following the beautiful tune that caught his ear, which turns out to be the second top student in his class, who ranks one rank lower than him and that's y/n. His presence, unfortunately, seems to go unnoticed by y/n as she’s merely focused on the strings of her violin as her fingers slowly prick the string down lightly — casting a soothing tune. Hearing this melody Scaramouche can't help but be intrigued by her aptitude and appearance that she seems to hold up very well. It was almost as if he wanted to know more about her, he had heard some interesting segments about her, and not just that but she had the second-highest score in their class. What else is there for this girl?

↳ started: 00/00/00 | ended: 00/00/00

↳ status: not started | taglist: open

༉‧₊˚ GENRE: social media au, modern au, highschool au, classmates 2 lovers, slow-burn

༉‧₊˚ WARNING: crack, the cast is 17-18 in their senior year, the reader plays the violin, the reader is a female + will be using she/her pronouns, slight angst, parent issues (reader side and her mother), fluff, slow-burn, and profanity will be used, might switch between using y/n and [name], specific chapters will be having a warning at the beginning.

— written chapters will have ‘୨୧’ next to it

THE SILENT ROOM (prologue)

0.1 — beginning of a melody [୨୧]

➳ profiles : y/n’s friends | scara’s friends

➳ episodes - tune #1

1 - undecided. 2 - tba.

3 - tba. 4 - tba.

5 - tba. 6 - tba.

7 - tba. 8 - tba.

9 - tba. 10 - tba.

more will be added or updated further on.

— the taglist is open! if you’d like to be added feel free to reply or send in an ask! – if your blog isn’t highlighted it means i can’t tag you. >o<

#genshin impact #the heart to my album ♡! smau #genshin impact x reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche smau #genshin x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you #genshin x you #genshin fluff #genshin impact smau #genshin smau #wanderer x reader #kunikuzushi x reader

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yureismellslikefanfic · 3 months

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jus a little thing bcs i am suffering from writers block D:

(ngl this is kinda like yandere sim now i think abt it)

(HIGHSCHOOL AU BTW)

Yandere!Scara who watches you interact and talk to people, whether it be your friends, family, or anyone else.

Yandere!Scara who observes you from outside your bedroom window when you sleep.

Yandere!Scara who leaves little love notes in your locker (of course he knows your lock combination, silly)

Yandere!Scara who threatens people who show the slightest bit of interest in you.

Yandere!Scara who tucks your hair behind your ears when you pass out from the sedatives he added into your lunch.

Yandere!Scara who watches you wake up in his bed

Yandere!Scara who is nice, but only towards you when you've been a good girl.

#tw.yandere #scaramouche x you #scara x reader #scaramouche x reader #yandere scaramouche #scara x y/n #scaramouche x y/n #Yurei being a dumbass and gets lazy

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ivryne · 1 year

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⌗ THE AFTERMATH ( NEW VERSION )

genshin smau | scara x f!reader

# SYNOPSIS ; You had it coming, really. It was your fault that you accepted that reckless dare, and it was your responsibility to deal with the aftermath. The question was how? How were you going to face all your pride and dignity after you slept with HIM? Your arch nemesis, the bane of your existence, and your number one rival since highschool, Scaramouche Kunikuzushi.

pairings. scaramouche (kunikuzushi) x f!reader

genre. romance, crack, slice of life, rivals to lovers, modern au, college/uni setting, age 20-21

warnings. misunderstandings, slow burn, mommy issues, family issues, jealousy, mental breakdowns, fluff, 16+ nothing too steamy. timestamps don’t matter just ignore them

status. comming soon

(🩹) means there r gonna be written parts!

NOW PLAYING . . .

featuring . . . mentally un(st)able | need help ASAP

AND ACTION ! . .

act one — too late to back out

1. exes and whatnots

2. provocation of an enemy 🩹

3. false hopes

4. last five shots

5. a night to remember. or not

6. what’s done is done

7. forgotten promises

8. new semester, new me

9. bitchless behavior

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act two — never settle for less

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act three — above average

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CUT ! SHOW’S OVER 🎥

taglist — CLOSED! ( please inform me if you changed your user or wanna ber removed ! ) @raideneiari @kino-alternative @xirthia @meigalaxy @ghostsaysno @sakiimeo @lxry-chxn @mcryv @ar1sc0rn3r @thomawifey @thenightsflower @scaraapologist @plinkuro @kairxse @baelloraa @scaravibe @samyayaya @darkcheesecakemusic @lazy-sanns @blurr3db3rry @lfgceo @kaekazuha04 @certaindreampost @kissingkzuha @jinxnotpowder @exhaustedcommunist @katsumikumo @phoenix-eclipses @tatiratty @anotherdayanotherobsession @celestair @lunaavity @bajifairyy @azu-rei @starryeyedkoko @kar0ki @cindywasneverhere @strangeauthorrascalfreak @lilactaro @kxr0mi @aludicpoet @albedonwanderer @d4y-dr3am3r @karma-gisa @elakari @scarletttcroww @vatuuxa @nxsh30

NOTE. Hello!! welcome back to the new version of the aftermath! I am so excited for this and I hope it goes well!! I hope you r gonna enjoy this onee aaa.

do not repost, share, or copy ! Reblogs and likes very much appreciated! Ty for taking ur time to read this. I hope i rlly get through w this bc i’m so inconsistent hehe.

#genshin smau #genshin x reader #scaramouche x reader #genshin impact #genshin x you #wanderer x reader #genshin imagines #genshin x y/n #kunikuzushi #genshin headcanons #wanderer #scaramouche #scaramouche x you

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ravereina · 1 year

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Hi, can you do a (fic?) scaramouche x camgirl!reader where they know eachother in art class (highschool AU)

Ily and your posts!!<33

(Its okay, if you're not comfortable with writing this)

WHORE!

I LOVED THIS OMG OMG IM SO SORRY IF IT SUCKS THO I RUSHED IT A LOT!!

Contents: Blackmail, Dubcon, Degrading, Shy reader, Mean scara as it goes on.

ALL CHARATERS IN THIS ARE 18+

The bell rang snapping you up from your daydreams you were having about one of your friends, Scaramouche. You've always been curious about him, sure you both were friends but you always felt that there wa so much more to him than you knew.

You rushed to your last period of class which was art. You almost instantly sprang up remembering that he was in your class and that you both sat next to eachother. You walked into your class spotting Scaramocuhe facing the window. His face resting in his hand.

"Hey Scara!" you said taking a seat next to him. "Hi." He replied with a cold tone. A slight tint of blush covering his face "Huh? are you ok Scaramouche? You seem really flustered." You said with a hint of concern in your tone. "I'm fine. Its just really warm." He muttered grabbing some art supplies and working on a drawing.

You simply ignored it working on the drawing that the teacher instructed you to work on. Suddenly you broke the tense silence.

"Did something happen scaramouche? You can always tell me if something happened." You put your hands on his arm trying to comfort him. His heart swelled at your words.

He smiled softly "Lets walk to my house. I'll tell you there ok?"

You eagerly nodded your head. Constantly checking the time till school ended. As soon as the bell rang you almost shoved everything in your bag and waited for him at the door. You guys walked seemingly to his house. He stopped to open his front door,

Wondering what could be so important that he had to tell you in secret.

“I’ve seen them, Your videos.” He walked closer towards you. Your face drained pale. Thoughts racing through your head.

"H-huh? What videos..?" You tried to play dumb, Although Scaramouche saw through the poor facade you put up.

"Dont play dumb, Doing filthy things for other people." He sneered pressing in front of you as your back hit the wall. “I won't show anyone if, you let me fuck you.” He smirked. Eyes piercing into yours.

"Hu-Wait W-Wha." You tripped over your words.

“You don’t really have a choice love, Unless you want the whole school to see some of your lewd videos.” His gaze made you feel trapped and bare to him. “I wonder how the college you wanna go too would react too this.” That statement made you freeze.

"Wait scaramouche no! don-" He cut you off.

“You should think twice princess." He said, His hands caressing your shoulders trailing down your body so soothingly it made you almost forget about the situation you were in. He slowly fondled your breast throughout your shirt, rolling your nipples through his fingers.

He removed his hands from your body whining at the los of touch. "Strip." He spat removing some of his clothes. You rushed to take some off. You tried to cover some parts of your body that your undergarments couldn't cover.

"Don't be shy love, you don't seem shy showing your body off to strangers now do you?"

He said against your neck. Slowly biting and sucking your neck. Trailing down towards your breast. “Bet people tell you all the time about how pretty your body is.”

He said looking up at you for a response.

“M-mhm.” you hummed. As he shoved his hands into your panties to remove them and softly rubbing your clit. "God, you're soaked" Slipping his fingers into your cunt.

"What a whore."

He spat, Your cunt clenched around his fingers. "Heh, someone liked that, didn't they?" He teased. You shook your head out of embarrassment, trying to deny the obvious. "Scara.. come on, please." You begged. "Please what love? Tell me." He cooed.

"Fuck me please scaramouche. Need you." You pleaded loudly.

He chuckled, leading you on the couch. "Go on your hands and knees love" He ordered you. You followed his command almost instantly.

He aligned himself to your hole and slowly pushed in. You winced at the pain when he finally bottomed out. "You can move now." You whispered under your breath but just enough for him to hear it.

He started thrusting fastly into you. The only sounds hard from the room was the intense sound of skin slapping and panting coming from both of you..

"You dont know how l-long I've wanted to fuck you." He groaned pulling your hair, forcing you to arch your back.

" 's too much S-Scara!" You squealed, tears welling up in your eyes from the mix of pleasure and pain "Quit your whining bitch. You can take it." He mumbled gripping at more of your hair to hold on as he harshly thrusted into you.

"It's s-such a shame that others have seen your body, but none of them will e-ever be able to feel your tight pussy around me. He said almost smugly. ,"N-No one else! Yours Scara!!" You spewed.

"Thats fuckin right. You're mine. M'gonna breed you and keep you as mine."

The statement made you clench around him. "F-Fill me up S-Scara!" you moaned. Choked sobs emerging from your throat from him rubbing your clit.

Feeling your orgasm reaching you squealed and shut your eyes. "C-Close please,please" You babbled incoherently till you felt your orgasm crashing down upon you. Feeling him release inside of you with a grunt.

#scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x reader smut #scara x reader #this isn't as good as my other fics </3 #reina's asks!

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iloafeu · 1 year

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BEST BELIEVE I'M STILL BEJEWELED!

summary. you know how to make a room light up just by your presence, and he loathes it. he hates how you always know how to make him feel warm inside, or how you always shine.

characters. scaramouche. alhaitham.

cw. fluff (obvi), both scara and haitham in denial.. highschool au! lowercase intended and not proofread

SCARAMOUCHE/WANDERER

scaramouche swears to the lords above that he hates you with every bone in his body.

you're so annoying to him, you always try to talk to him and follow him like a lost puppy. why do you keep doing that? why do you keep trying to talk to him? what's so special about him that catches your attention?

all these overbearing thoughts become not so overbearing once he hears your stupid voice call his name while you walk into the classroom, why is that you calling his name make him so warm?

"scara!" a nickname you started calling him. even after he's told you to stop calling him that, you never listen.. but he starts to like hearing it from you. and only you. he watches you walk over to his desk with what seems to be two wrapped lunchboxes in your hands, he starts to wonder whos the other one for. maybe that was a bad idea because the thought of you giving someone else a lunch makes his stomach churn in a way he doesn't like.

he takes one last glance at the lunchbox and looks back up at your now sitting figure "whos that for?" he points at the lunchbox trying his best not to seem irritated at the fact that it could be for someone else- someone you like.

that thought alone makes him more irritated than ever, he's never felt this agitated over a stupid lunchbox. it's all your fault, you made him this way. this is why he hates you so much! you make him overthink and overreact to the smallest things.

you place the two lunchboxes on his desk "oh this is for you!" you smile brightly and push one of the lunchboxes towards him "I noticed you don't really eat school lunch so I decided to make you something homemade, I hope you don't mind.." you fiddle with your fingers while eagerly waiting for a response or reaction from him.

scaramouche can feel his entire body become warm— especially his face, you noticed him? you took time out of your day to make him something so he wouldn't starve? you were right too, he hates the school lunch so he doesn't eat it. he slowly takes the lunchbox and for the first time he mumbles a small 'thank you' to you, probably the last time as well.

if it was even possible he watches your smile brighten as you clearly feel satisfied of his reaction "you're welcome!" you giggle and open your own lunchbox.

one day maybe he'll get over his self claimed "hatred" and maybe you can make him lunch for him and eat with him everyday, with a kiss on the side as well.

ALHAITHAM

nobody really talks to alhaitham and he would like to keep it that way, he hates socialization and would rather keep to his studies and stay in the nice quiet place he's built for himself.

but when you come around? that nice quiet place he's built starts to crumbles down, and he hates you for that. stop trying to make the effort of becoming friends with him. he clearly doesn't want anything to do with you.

alhaitham claims that he despises you and your "overly bright and talkative nature" but it's also one of the things he looks forward to seeing everyday he walks into class.

even when he tries his best to ignore you, the way you still talk to him about everything and how you greet and ask him how he's doing every morning makes him feel nice inside, you've even started walking with him to and from school once you found out he lives near you!

one day he overheard that you didn't study for the upcoming test and he scoffed, maybe you shouldn't be going out with friends all the time and start studying more.

but then he catches himself asking you to help study with him in the school library for the next 2 hours you have until the test. he actually didn't need help at all, he basically had the entire thing down already but he just wanted an excuse to be the one who spends time with you studying, nobody else.

alhaitham watches you bite the inside of your cheek in concentration over a question that has you struggling internally and he takes the chance to examines your features. he claims he hates you so much, but to him you're the most beautiful person he's ever laid eyes on.

sighing to himself he feels his heart race in his chest, he doesn't understand why he feels this way with you but the idea of him starting something new with you makes him feel warm and nice inside.

you might not notice it but he continues to look at you with adornment in his eyes like you were the brightest jewel.

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sorin-in-the-stars · 2 years

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Lunch Before Class...

Lunch Before Class

Scaramouche x GN! Reader

Contents : Modern AU, Highschool/College AU, Fluff

Summary : Someone claims your seat in the class that is right after lunch hour, one you sit in during lunch to eat. So you form a rivalry friendship over the seat, which leads to lunch sharing.

WC : 1.2K

Requested? No.

Pt.2 Pt.3

Ao3

Who knows...maybe I will make a part two

The bell rang and hence; lunch had begun. You along with every other student rushed out of the current class and to either their lockers or another. To each their own you think. Either way, you didn't care where anyone else went. You already had your lunch, now it was time to continue your daily routine and head to your next class, sit down and eat your lunch. Not like you had anyone else to sit and eat with anyways.

You rushed past the student-filled hall and into your next class. Hurriedly you let your eyes briskly scan over the classroom, praying no one was in your spot. Usually, you'd sigh out in relief as there typically would be no one there. However today, you huffed in annoyance. Someone was in your seat.

More often than not you would let it slide and sit in another spot. But today you decided to actually interact- and ask him to get out of your spot. So you closed your eyes and did another quick small prayer to whichever gods were out there, that things would go over smoothly. And then you made your small walk over to the seat.

There you stood, staring at the student. He kept staring at his phone, flat-out ignoring you.

"Uhm, excuse me..?" You called out to him, tapping on the desk in an attempt to get his attention. "You're in..my seat.." You trailed off, voice going quiet as he looked up at you with cold eyes. He looked..disinterested and disgusted at the same time.

Then he spoke. "I don't see your name on it." What was this? Third grade?

"It's an unspoken rule..you sit there at the beginning of the year and then it's your..unassigned assigned seat?" Wearily you spoke, voice going quiet near the end. Yeah sure- you didn't have a nameplate on this desk that many other students used, but it was yours- how..stupid was he?

"I still don't see your name on it." He scoffed and looked back down at his phone, clearly not interested in the conversation anymore.

You sigh and sit down in the seat next to his- well your seat. You pull out your lunch and begin to eat, hoping he will leave soon.

And thus, starts a new rival friendship.

Over a seat.

What is this? The third grade?

After that class, after that minuscule bump of heads over a desk, it seems that you started to see him everywhere. In the halls, after school, in a few other of your classes, and such. He even kept on taking your seat during lunch. It was ridiculous! Didn't he have friends to hang out with during lunch? Or was he a loser loner like you?

However, a few days have passed since then. And today whichever god it was that was looking down at you, was smiling. He wasn't there. You happily took your seat and took out your lunch. The door opened and in walked the seat stealer once more. And he made his way over to you, the look on his face quite unreadable.

"You're in my seat." He said hands in his pants pockets as he looked down at your sitting form.

"I don't see your name on it." You replied in a snarky tone. Oh, you were going to play this game, win or lose it, you'll enjoy it thoroughly.

He set his hand on the back of your seat, lowering his head to be eye-to-eye with you. He stared directly into your eyes as a small smug smirk took place on his face.

"Regardless. It will be mine. Whether you like it or not." His voice went lower as he spoke. He then pulled away and sat down in the very same seat you've been sitting in each time he takes yours- seems like this will be a long and fun game to play.

Once again, you arrive early and he is not there. You smile. As you start to pick at your lunch, Scaramouche walks in- you had only recently found out his name because a sub was doing role call and he actually showed up to one of the morning classes you two share. He huffs as he stares you down. And instead of having a small argument over the seat, he grabs a chair and drags it over to your desk. He sits on it backwards and stares at you.

He has a look of..determination? No that's not the word…he has a look of tenacity in his eyes. He stared at you for what felt like hours- arms crossed as he sat in the seat backwards—what a child.

"You're here early." He states, reaching a hand out and into the bag of chips you were eating.

"I'm here to eat my lunch." You reply, caring much too little to stop him from eating your chips, they were a part of a bad batch anyways.

"Hm, that's sad. Don't you have friends to eat with?" He kept on picking at your lunch.

"No. What are you doing exactly?"

"Eating lunch, what else?" he replied, popping another chip in his mouth as he went for your water bottle.

You sigh and don't reply, letting him eat your lunch.

A few days had passed of this routine. One of you would get there earlier than the other and get the seat, then you would eat your lunch and he would pick at it, eating along with you. So after a while of this small routine, you decided to bring an extra lunch for him. He doesn’t seem to bring his own lunch anyways.

You arrived at the classroom early and were able to claim the seat and wait for your companion. Once he arrived, you set the extra lunch down on his desk- and he just stared at you.

“What is this?” He asked, blinking in confusion.

“A lunch for you. Since you always pick at mine. It’s just the leftovers from mine, made too much.” You replied, opening up your lunch ready to eat.

“...” He didn’t reply, instead he sat down and did the same as you. And at that very instant, if you were to peek at him, you would notice the reddish hue in his ears and the slight smile on his face.

Once more, a few days had passed. But this time, you did not show up to that class during lunch. And instead, you showed up a tad bit late. During the entire class, you could see how anxious Scaramouche was. Was he okay?

Until he beat you to it.

The teacher let your class go early, which was great! You could go talk to him.

“Where were you?” He asked, holding his bag and looking off to the side, borderline glaring at the ground.

“What do you mean?” You ask, picking up your bag to leave for your next class.

“At lunch, you weren’t here.” He shuffled a bit, huffing as he furrowed his brows.

“Oh- I went to Mcdonalds for lunch today. Sorry about that Scaramouche.” You laughed quietly and stood up, about to leave.

“Yeah, now I am hungry.” Once more huffing, he shook his head and walked off.

“We can go tomorrow if you’d like, I still have the money.” You called out, smiling at his somewhat pouty attitude.

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