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xiaoluvss · 1 month
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scara college au ! ݁ ˖๋ ࣭‹3 ⭑
(compsci major!scara & fine arts major!reader)
this is my first time writing,, pls go easy on me😭n im literally doing this while paintingggg
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♡ collegestudent!scara who is also your.. really cold roommate that's a compsci major.
♡ collegestudent!scara whose first impression on you was that he didn't like you, due to the cold and stoic expression that was always on his face. and the way he talked to you at first as if you annoyed him just by breathing.
♡ collegestudent!scara who eventually warms up to your soft personality and doesn't seem as cold as before. he now accompanies you everywhere. even to your favorite café.
♡ collegestudent!scara who has a completely different music and fashion taste from yours.
♡ collegestudent!scara who used to hate being called 'kuni' by you but had warmed up to it by now. he knows something's wrong when you don't call him that.
♡ collegestudent!scara who stays up late often and then gets sick as a result, so you have to take care of him every time. he throws a lot of cuss words at you but you know deep down he appreciates you. he actually really loves your cooking.
♡ collegestudent!scara who also scolds you whenever you stay up late sketching or painting, dragging you harshly to your bed to tuck you in. yet it's somehow okay when he stays up late?
♡ collegestudent!scara who always picks you up after your classes.
♡ collegestudent!scara who has made it a habit to have late night visits to the nearby convenience store with you. he makes sure to stay by your side at all times.
♡ collegestudent!scara who comforts you by either taking you to your favorite café and buying your favorite drink & pastry . . or taking you to an art museum/art store even though he's not interested in art.
♡ collegestudent!scara who always complains about having to accompany you to the art supplies store but goes anyway.
♡ collegestudent!scara who watches you paint when he's bored and has nothing else to do.
♡ collegestudent!scara who once heard people gossiping about you in the hallway and sent a death glare towards them that scared them away. luckily he didn't punch them.
♡ collegestudent!scara who so obviously has a crush on you that his friends tease him about it, and even has a gallery in his phone full of candid pictures of you. some of them were sent to you and were put on your instagram story.
♡ collegestudent!scara who absolutely adores your artworks but never shows it. he once found multiple sketches of him when he flipped through one of your many sketchbooks. he definitely didn't take a picture of that.
♡ collegestudent!scara who will and always admire you, from afar or not.
♡ collegestudent!scara whose favorite artist will always be you.
♡ collegestudent!scara whose soft spot will always be you.<3
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aestherin · 11 months
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seatmates | scaramouche x gn! reader
a random drabble i thought of at school bc of course my mind is floating :D
i was scrolling thru my drafts when i found this i totally did not forget about this i swear </3 also not proofread bc i don't have any braincells left :DD
wc: 589
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You have always hated two-person desks.
Especially those that are too narrow you and your seatmate practically have to be squished against each other in order for both of you to fully utilize the desk.
"Fucking move," Scaramouche hissed.
"No, you," you pushed against his arm which had bumped into yours earlier.
He sent death glares your way, all of which you paid no attention to. After almost a year of sitting next to each other, it was second nature to build a system that's immune to the silent and furious side-eyes of an angry cat. How long has it been? Ah.
It all started when you made the grave mistake of being late for the first day of classes. No one else wanted to sit next to the menace that is currently sending daggers your way, and so you ended up sitting on the remaining available spot — the one beside Scaramouche.
The experience wasn't all that bad, though.
Sure, sitting beside him felt like being together with a grumpy old man, but even he had some soft moments. Like when he'd let you peek at his notes when you don't understand what the lecturer was babbling about (this comes with some mockery from him, but you shrug them all off).
Or like that one time you were shivering from the AC and he let you borrow his hoodie (this came with him uttering lighthearted remarks about how you should always be prepared because what if he wasn't there to lend his hoodie? Just what are you going to do without him?)
You returned it immediately after getting it washed but he told you to keep it. It's now your favorite hoodie.
Sitting next to Scaramouche was a give-and-take situation. He would begrudgingly lend you a hand, and you would do the same. He used to disturb you from whatever you were doing just to borrow your correction tape so many times that at one point, you just laid it out on your desk, free for him to use. Luckily, he got the message and just started using it whenever he needed to. Was it just your imagination or did he really start needing the correction tape less when you just laid the thing out on the desk?
He also once left his earphones at home and kept bugging you to let him listen to whatever was playing through yours because he swears even your trashy music taste is much more bearable than listening to whatever your classmates were chattering about.
That's what he said but he now listens religiously to the playlist you've been playing on repeat.
As an attempt to get back at you for what you did earlier, he bumped his arm against yours — which was writing notes, at the moment.
Across the organized scribbling of letters and words on a page of your notebook was now a long, thick line of black ballpoint pen ink. You gasped, mouth ajar at the painful sight of a mess.
"Dude! What the fuck?" You sharply turned your head towards him, only to find that he'd already looked away from you.
"Scara, you bit—"
He only sighed.
Your attention was swayed by him slowly and gently intertwining both of your hands above the desk.
"Don't worry about it. I'll rewrite your notes for you later."
He finally gazed back at you. Blood rushed up your face as he used his hand to guide yours to his lips, pressing a light kiss.
"At least after we eat out for dinner."
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hitomisuzuya · 6 days
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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.
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ventismacchiato · 2 years
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🎭 just playing the part !
a social media au | scaramouche x gender neutral reader
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synopsis — you and scaramouche are both drama majors and have been at each other’s throats vying for the same lead roles since high school. but when you’re both cast as each other’s love interest in your second year you’re forced to be civil with your academic rival and see him in a new light. are his feelings for you true or is he just playing the part?
genre — modern college au, enemies/rivals to lovers, slowburn, fluff, crack, angst if you squint
sideships xiao x aether, childe x kaeya, kazuha x heizou, hu tao x lumine, venti x albedo
status — completed ✔️
warnings! time stamps don’t matter, unsupportive parents, mentions of alcohol and weed, various ships
↳ playlist | wattpad version
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ACTION!
the cast:
↳ y/n’s gang | scara’s “friends”
ACT ONE — new year same me cus i’m perfect !
01. the announcement
02. on the edge of my seat
03. beat me to it
04. the amigos
05. an unexpected companion
06. a one night stand
07. red flag
08. auditions
09. anticipation
10. monopoly ruins friendships
ACT TWO — the show must go on !
11. i won but at what cost
12. just admit you’re a virgin
13. i’m kinkshaming you
14. he’s a ten but he has mommy issues
15. grape lookin ass
16. enemies with benefits
17. will you be my bf? (totally not clickbait!)
18. wikihow perfect first kisses
19. with the taste of your lips i’m on a ride
20. bereal? id rather bedead / 20.5 confirm or delete
ACT THREE — break a leg !
21. is this what friends do?
22. twenty-one questions
23. walk him like a dog
24. free therapy
25. suffer in silence
26. kiss cam
27. falling for ya, literally
28. me and who? me and you
29. emails i cant send
30. mom i’d like to fuck
31. opening night
32. curbside confessions
33. loyalty tests
34. under the mistletoe
35. humiliation kink
bonus — pillow talk 🔞
36. best dick ever
37. karma is my boyfriend
ACT FOUR — curtain call !
38. making it big
39. the it couple
40. after party; epilogue
CUT!
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kaiju-dayo · 1 year
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College AU
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axryl · 10 months
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hellooo, first time writing for scara 🫣 pls lmk if i did well on this HAHAHAHA (mainly because i feel that he’s ooc here, but at the same time i hc that he tends to tone down his habit of calling people names on reader)
might make a part 2, but it depends if this does well
inspired by: backyard boy by claire rosinkranz
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neighbor!scaramouche… who’s just moved in next door with his mom and his twin sister. from the window of your room, you watch him bring boxes in from the moving truck; and for a moment, he locks eyes with you. 
neighbor!scaramouche… who wears a scowl as he tends to the flowers planted by his mom in the backyard. you steal nervous glances at him, opting to stare at him from the corner of your eye when his back is turned in hopes that he wouldn’t catch you staring again.
neighbor!scaramouche… who drops by your place with his family, at the invitation from your own mom for a “welcome to the neighborhood” dinner. he reluctantly walks into the house, eyes trailing to every decoration and picture frame hung before his gaze finally lands on you.
you introduce yourself awkwardly to him, outstretching your hand for a handshake as your other fiddles with the hem of your shirt. his mother, who goes by the name “ei”, replies to you before he utters a word. 
“don’t mind him, he’s shy,” she sends a small smile your way, “kunikuzushi. his name is kunikuzushi.”
the man in question only sighs heavily, bringing a hand to scratch the side of his neck. 
“and yours?” he mutters.
you tilt your head in confusion, “my what?”
“your name, stupid.”
neighbor!scaramouche… who introduces himself to you properly. this time, on your backyard porch, as he insists that he goes by the name “scaramouche”. he hums in acknowledgment to your own introduction, albeit you being embarrassed from your previous confusion.
neighbor!scaramouche… who you get to know more as the adults chatter in the dining room of your home. he and his sister share an occasional banter as the three of you hang out, and you find yourself grinning at the snarky remarks the two siblings send to each other.
neighbor!scaramouche… who says he plays guitar when a guitar instrumental comes on from your speaker. 
“and he’s not good at it,” his sister, raiden shogun, snickers.
scaramouche rolls his eyes in return, “as if you’re good with that damn violin either, the thing practically screeches in agony when you play.”
raiden gasps dramatically, bringing a hand to her chest, and you only giggle as you take in the scene of raiden sending a light punch to his shoulder.
he clicks his tongue in annoyance at her punch before shoving her off him. scaramouche then turns to you, his expression switching from one of irritation to one with a softer touch to it.
“i can play to you sometime, i guess. if i-” he cuts himself off, coughing into his fist, “i mean, if you have the time for it.”
your eyes widen at his words. did he really just offer to spend time with you? well damn, if you had known the invitation from your mom would lead to this you’d have been the one to deliver the news yourself. 
with thoughts running a million miles an hour, you snap yourself out of it before letting a smile grow on your face. 
“sure, that would be okay.”
neighbor!scaramouche… who at the end of the night, turns to you while both of your families bid each other goodbye and thanks for the dinner. he awkwardly hands you a small piece of crumpled paper, before quickly leaving out of the door with his family before he could see your reaction to his number scribbled messily on the surface.
neighbor!raiden shogun… who watches the scene unfold in front of her as she stands in a way that’s similar to this emoji, “🧍‍♀️”. when scaramouche finally leaves your home, a smirk grows on her face as she notices the red tips of her brother’s ears.
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oddshroom · 1 year
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Nah imagine in a modern world where you’re a Middle school > High Schooler > College Student, except it’s with Genshin Characters
Imagine
Scaramouche is always pinching you anywhere and your face to annoy the hell out of you only to walk way grinning ☠️
Childe just bother the teacher for no reason
Zhongli tries to convince the teacher into giving him tea
Xiao being that emo middle schooler
Ayaka being that friendly smart girl that helps you out whenever you need it
Hu Tao who encourages Childe
Lumine that helps you out as well
Yelan pulling people left & right
Albedo being the one who causes explosions in chemistry with sucrose
Childe failing majority of his classes
Venti being known as the person that’s high but is a bard that wants to involve you for no reason?? 😭
Diluc just trying to get through school without talking to Kaeya
Kaeya who constantly looks for Diluc to annoy him
Aether who gets dragged by the others such as venti or Childe
Venti & Childe who are trying to scam you
Signora who constantly mocks and talks down on venti right to his face
Y/n who has known these people since middle school and at least has one of them in their class
Scaramouche who acts like a smart smartass
Barbara who reprimands the guys who try and involve you
Zhongli that never has money wherever you go
Childe who bought you a sandwich after hitting you with a basketball back in middle school P.E
Yelan who tries her nail polish on you to see if it’s a good shade
Childe, Venti, Itto, & Albedo who got detention after doing something that they were told not to do something but still doing it
Albedo who got detention because he mixed chemicals he wasn’t suppose to
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divinalu · 9 months
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Teammates? Friends?!
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Synopsis - Upon becoming Vice President of your university’s student council, you stride into your new position only to be greeted by a familiar face - your high school rival. After being pitted against each other for so long, constantly at each other’s throats, could this opportunity to work together grant new insight into the moody President?
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Pairing: Scaramouche x fem!reader university/college modern SMAU Tags: modern au, college au, university au, smau, student council, president x vice president, rivals to lovers, enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, crack, lots of cringe jokes, SLOW burn, like really slow Warnings: swearing, mild threats, scara has a bad relationship with his mother, drinking, mentions of drugs, timestamps don’t matter, written chapters are marked with ‘✧’, photos do not indicate/represent the reader's appearance, race/ethnicity, skin tone, body type, etc. they're only to indicate poses and sometimes clothing
Status: ongoing (currently on hiatus)
Please comment to be added to the taglist!!
A/N: this is my first SMAU and fic on Tumblr 😭 also im not really sure how student council works in uni cause ive never been involved so you’ll have to bare with me and just use your imaginations
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Featuring:
Y/N’s Friends | Scara’s Friends
Chapters:
❥ 01 — ONLY VICE??!!
❥ 02 — Wait, I Just Realised
❥ 03 — When the zeroes line up?
✧ 04 — I say disco, you say party!
❥ 05 — (Not) Good Morning
❥ 06 — Unexpected Guest
❥ 07 — Debrief Time
❥ 08 — Buy me food
❥ 09 — Never Back Down
✧ 10 — I’m Managing
❥ 11 — Band(Aid)
❥ 11.5 — BandAid
❥ 12 — Lunch Date!
❥ 12.5 — Lunch Date! (Pt. 2)
❥ 13 — One Step Forward, Three Steps Back
✧ 14 — All Nighter
❥ 15 — Fake News!
❥ 16 — Lying Low
✧ 17 — New Spark...?
❥ 18 — Date Night!
✧ 19 — ...
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Taglist [open]:
@featuredtofu @raewrz @ainnofinway @neigesprincess @feiherp @kazioli @yoichiislovie @beriiov @yuminako @unhinged-atrocities @ghost-mint @pgieonahh @qtange @saccharine-sucks @brain-r0tt @theblueblub @kaitfae @chalksdreams @14r26f @luciledreamz @scaramood @certified-shrimp @xiaoxette @the-frogs-go-moo @danhenglovebot @ell1e2010 @lyzisbitchingagain @kunimix @aether-darling
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niiine · 1 year
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𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒
Character(s). Xiao, Scaramouche, Kaedehara Kazuha, Venti, Aether, and Shikanoin Heizou
Synopsis. How I see the 6reeze as College Students (with a bit of reader)💖
Fluff
Kinda Xiao x Reader (NO ONE CAN STOP ME)
Includes other characters.
I’ll be graduating this June and I’ll forever be sad that I’m not in the same univ. as them 🥺 If someone writes a fic with this theme, please tag me 😭
Xiao, Kazuha, and Venti are roommates in the University Dorm house, Scaramouche lives with his aunt that lives near the univ, Aether with his sister, and Heizou alone.
Although, most of the time, they have a sleepover at the dorms because Heizou argues that “You guys will be the reason if we’re late for that 7 am class if you don’t let us sleep here.”
No, he just wanna spend time with his friends.
Xiao excelsin mathematics, Kazuha and Venti in literature and music, Aether’s an average in everything, Scaramouche doesn’t care but pass subjects anyways, and Heizou is good at everything.
Heizou and Aether makes sure that everyone in the circle is studying and listening while Kazuha is in charge of checking if everyone’s eating right. Xiao always gets an earful because the man lives in instants.
Scaramouche and Xiao are the reason no one dares to touch and taunt their group, but Scaramouche will falter at the gaze of her aunt, and Xiao is the most reserved in their circle.
Venti sings. He sings a low, gentle tone when everyone feels exhausted after a long day at the university, he hums softly when he feels like one of his friends are having an anxiety attack, but can’t talk about it (He always know, he’s the most observant) and he sings his heart out to cheer anyone.
Aether and Kazuha are the middleman. Scara’s being an asshole to one of their classmates? Kazuha will be shooting him a glare from across the room. Venti being the chaos himself? Aether will come and calm down the oh-so energetic lad.
And oh, they all know about Xiao’s little crush on you, with—again, as the calmest— Kazuha and Aether giving the best advice. Aether sometimesasking hissistertobring you to one of their friend dates so his friend can spend some time with you out of the campus.
Scaramouche will be throwing disgusting looks teasingly at Xiao when he notices that the latter is lovestruck, earning a glare with the same energy.
Venti, contrary to popular belief, is the most helpful. This is because he’s also your friend. He tells Xiao one dinner at the dormwhat or what not to do when it comes to you, with the said man giving him a “I don’t need that. I don’t like her” of which Kazuha sighed into.
“What was that for? I really don’t!” can be heard throughout the room.
And it was Scaramouche who had made him realized that he did like you.
“Well if you don’t like her, then I guess you wouldn’t mind if I pursue her?”
Cue the pissed off Xiao halfheartedly admitting he is head over heels for you.
Since their group is always the hot topic at school— please, they’re all good looking, academically good (somehow), kind of rich, etc., you’re genuinely surprised when one of them falls for you. And Venti will laugh it off because you are, if not better, as good as his friends.
They didn’t help Xiao in the confession part, though. They want their friend to do it himself because it will only be worth it by then.
But the pride and joy they’ve felt when he did? It’s comparable to yours.
“WE RAISED THAT BABY”
When you started dating, you find yourself always almost hanging around their friend group.
Scaramouche still throwing disgusted looks at the sight of you and Xiao, with your boyfriend returning a sharp stare.
Your kind of worried but Kazuha tells you that it’s affection and love between the two of them, earning a fit of chuckle from Heizhou who kind of became one of your best friend aside from Venti in the group. Dragging you here and there to play games.
No one can touch you under their watch. Much like Lumine, Aether’s sister. They’re so protective of you and Xiao is thankful for that.
And if they didn’t flinch at Heizhou and Venti’s sarcastic remarks, or Scaramouche’s glares, then they will surely run home crying when Xiao enters the picture.
Kazuha and Aether in the sidelines making sure no one will go to jail.
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taintedtort · 1 year
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prompt ✧ them as your campus crush
characters ✧ kazuha, xiao, scaramouche, childe, albedo
warnings ✧ gn!reader, college!au
a/n ✧ i should probably work on the 3 requests sitting in my drafts, but i will procrastinate instead
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KAZUHA
✧ hes the mr nice guy type, always helping people around campus whenever he can. he’s mostly found in the cafe near the university, no matter what time of day it is. when you first saw him sitting at the corner table all alone, his coffee and pastry in front of him, you couldn’t help but stare. he looked so gorgeous sitting there looking at his phone, honestly you were jealous he was able to be so effortlessly good looking. ever since then, you made a point to visit said cafe whenever you could. you might be so lucky as to be invited to his table one day!
XIAO
✧ xiao is the guy who keeps to himself. no one really notices him, unless they find him attractive, but then they loose interest when they figure out he doesn’t even want to have a simple conversation with them. he’s mostly found in his dorm, much to your dismay, but you’ve graciously been given the chance to have some classes with him. you try to sit next to or behind him as much as possible without looking weird. you pray he‘ll have a shrivel of interest when you finally get the guts to talk to him.
SCARAMOUCHE
✧ he doesn’t bother with making friends. no one’s good enough to his standards anyway, and that mindset is also the reason why no one approaches him. he shoots girls down left and right, he honestly thinks his good looks are a curse sometimes. he’s mostly found in class, he rarely skips— which is sort of surprising. his 'too good’ attitude is usually a turn off for most girls, but not you. all you wanted to do was peel off that tough exterior he puts on. when you first starting sitting next to him in the classes you two shared, he instantly noticed. he didn’t say anything though, so maybe you have a chance!
CHILDE
✧ everyone loves him. he’s always going to parties and staying out late, he really doesn’t want to miss that "college experience". so if you wanna catch him, you’ll have to go to a dorm party at some random persons place. it’ll take a while to find him through the crowd, but once you do it made it all worth it. he has the biggest smile and a lively energy surrounding him. he just looked so in place, while you did not. maybe that’s what made him notice you. when his eyes met yours and his smile widened even bigger, you knew you made the right choice in going.
ALBEDO
✧ albedo is always on top with his assignments. everyone hounds him for answers because he’s so approachable. a lot of girls tend to crush on him, but he never gives them a chance, he’s too focused on his studies. he‘s usually found in the campus library, multiple books stacked on his table. when you sat across from him the first time, he didn’t even glance up, he was way too engrossed with reading. however, it gave you a chance to admire his features a little closer up. but when you saw his lip twitch slightly into a grin and his eyes drift up to meet yours, you felt your face heating.
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dxstopiaa · 1 year
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For me..?
Summary: Your college had decided to incorporate a festive gift-giving event, ever more better in secrecy….Oh you’ve been caught… What do you give your assigned student?
Characters: Modern AU! Xiao, Kazuha, Wanderer, Zhongli, Childe.
If you have any characters you’d like to see in my posts, lmk! + i was going to make this with more characters but ideas weren’t coming into my head at the time :(
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Xiao
•You -> An authentic jade bracelet, a white tassel attached in the middle of it, gold accented clasps -> Xiao
•Honestly, choosing this gift for him was not that difficult, the only downside being the rather pricey cost, but you thought it was worth it. After all, he has always assisted you whenever you needed it.
•You decided to quite riskily knock on his dormitory door and bolt down the corridor in hopes he didn’t see you making your grand escape. Seconds later, a sleep-deprived student stepped outside his room, glancing around whilst clinging onto the door handle.
•Xiao sighed lightly, crouching down to retrieve the small parcel on his doorstep, which delicately embellished in tones of marigold and teal, resembling himself. At first, he thought a skittery postman had fled to complete his next order, that’s how panicked the knocks upon the wood sounded.
•He shut the door behind him, indolently slouching onto the couch and inspecting the present, opening up its contents. Xiao had to physically stop his jaw from dropping at the sight of such expensive jewellery, who would give such an exorbitant gift?
•It didn’t take him much time to figure out it was you, given that you were the closest to him and due to his reserved nature, not many others. Xiao did consider the possibility of his sister, Ganyu, gifting him such, but she had already told him she was assigned with somebody else.
•He smiled to himself, admiring the bracelet and clasping it upon his wrist. Would he ever take this off? Certainly not. He was positive he would make it up to you, either via a similar gift in nature, or with dozens of drinks and meals whenever you came round.
•Xiao chose the former, synonymously leaving another package at your accommodation, except he concealed himself behind a wall to experience your reaction, chucking quietly. You couldn’t stifle the gasp escaping from your lips at the reciprocated gesture. Besides, you can’t have jewels without the remaining half, can you?
Xiao -> An amethyst beaded bracelet, marbled initials of his and your own name, polished with sterling silver clasps -> You
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Kazuha
You -> A gorgeously embroidered scarf, crimson in colour, his initials carefully inscribed within it, soft to the touch with crotchet hearts for tassels -> Kazuha
•Kazuha’s admiration for the vermillion colour was evident since you two met, when you had asked him why, it seemed he was pondering a way to formulate what he would tell you. His soft, gentle voice complimented the words that articulately whispered from his lips told you so in such a poetic way it would put the most esteemed writers to shame.
•’It symbolises many ideas, like love but also bloodshed, i find it can express all emotions solely by its presence.’ So of course, a gift with this fond hue was necessary. You spent a couple of days wondering what to get him before the scarf came into mind.
•Though you didn’t want this to be the regular autumn accessory, going to a shop and buying one won’t carry the message you wished to give your dear friend. You knitted it yourself, despite the effort required for it, appending small hearts in exchange for tassels at the rim of it, and finally embroidering his name into it with a lighter ruby shade, hugging it tightly once you finished.
•It wasn’t difficult to see Kazuha outside from his accommodation, which gave you the perfect chance to enter it secretly and place the item onto his armchair, an envelope placed delicately on top of it containing a cute chibi sketch of him wearing it. Guilty to say this was on your mind for the past week, you just had to!
•When you had made your escape, Kazuha returned a few minutes later, furrowing his eyebrows at the sight of the unlocked door, sighing to himself at his forgetfulness. In case, he checked his dorm to see if any of his items had been displaced or stolen.
•He was delighted to see the accessory on the chair, moving it onto his lap to inspect it, before swaddling himself with the scarf. Opening the letter, Kazuha chuckled lightly at the sight of himself and set the illustration on his desk. He knew it was you, for this was quite obviously a dear fashion student’s work.
•Don’t be surprised if you are seized with a gentle embrace, with Kazuha handing you a miniature box, as this is precisely what you deserved.
Kazuha -> A signet ring from his own heritage, a precious gem inscribed in the centre, from valuable silver. -> You
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Wanderer
You -> A scrapbooking journal, complete with ink calligraphy pens, various stickers and equipment, also with a small diary -> Kuni
•You knew he would guess exactly who sent him such the moment he got it, though it was too good of an opportunity to pass up. Why? Well, You and Kuni had inside jokes, mainly on him, for he was amusing to tease.
•For example, You recalled the one time when you found him quite literally looking like he could strangle you when you asked him what was wrong as he groggily sat on his bed with a laptop on a pillow. Only after tons of investigation, did you find out it was due to the fact he had submitted his assignment just to find it was the ‘wrong one, as it had been tampered with’, jumping to his own defense.
•It was obvious he had a difficult time suppressing his emotions, specifically such of anger. You had suggested him to try out journaling but he only side eyed you with malice and claimed he ‘didn’t need time-wasting outlets’ So much for that.
•What did you do in spite? Get him exactly as described. Whilst you visited him, and he was occupied in the kitchen of his dormitory, you snook into his resting area and slid the set under his pillow, before casually strolling outside of it despite his critical glare.
•Once you left, and he deemed it time to sleep, was when he found it, quizzically lifting his pillow to see the disturbance. He took it in his hands, even though he was partially embarrassed, Kuni admired the quality of it and your intent.
•Let’s just say he spent the rest of the night sitting in his bed decorating the said journal in a way he felt aesthetically pleasing. Would he ever let you know so? Never, the topic essentially vanished.
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Zhongli
You -> A traditional tea brewer and press, with exquisite flavours to try, dainty yet precious -> Zhongli
•Zhongli certainly lived up to his title of an old soul in a young body, his interests seemed to be that of mythology and cultures from various dynasties in his home country.
•Of course, the right thing to do would be to give him a present in this category, for it was undeniable he’d treasure it. Although it would be quite difficult to seek what you had in mind, your determination kept you focused.
•You located an antique store about a mile away from campus, from what you have seen, priceless family heirlooms from elder people had found themselves here in abundance. A gorgeously intricate tea set had you fixtured to it the minute you entered the shop. Just what you needed.
•The young student was curious to see a rather large gift bag on his kitchen countertop the following day, though he couldn’t repress his enchantment at the traditional china, his golden irises fluttering with glee whilst he admired it for what seemed like ages.
•Zhongli was not particularly sure who had gave him this gift, but you were his primary ‘suspect’, to which he decided to approach your lecture hall and wait outside, a small gift bag in his hands, the contents within perfectly concealed.
•You expected him to catch on, after all, Zhongli’s sense of perception was never faulty. You pushed open the large doors only to see him smiling warmly at you, lightly squeezing your hand and guiding you to his dormitory.
• A compromised sort of tea ceremony was laid out before you and him, he poured you your own customary cup and then his, caressing your hand which was laying on the table, idle. Zhongli chucked quietly at your flushed state, ‘Thank you for this gift, i can only give one back to you, please.’ He motioned the present to you, urging you to open it.
Zhongli -> A beautiful folding fan, illustrative dragons and cranes covered one side, the other with lapis and jade mines, resembling the treasure hidden beneath -> You
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Childe
You -> A cerulean whale plushie with the most adorable expression, accompanied by another rosy one, wearing a smiley face -> Childe
•You and Childe instantly clicked when he first joined, partly due to the fact you were both exchange students, though he was of Russian descent and you from your respective country.
•The other reason was his humorous and gentle personality, the last quality was seen by only you, as Childe typically seemed a little eccentric and carefree to others. You adored the way he would wait for you outside your dorm to walk you to your next class, or how he traced his fingers in spiralling patterns upon your palm to soothe you when feeling overwhelmed.
•Truly, Childe was the most compassionate person you had ever met, so of course you were delighted at the opportunity at gifting him a present. Once your lectures were finished for the day, you decided to catch the local train into the city centre. Yes, Childe did have a car, but you wouldn’t want him to find out about this gift.
•Browsing the spectrum of stores within the mall, a certain one caught your eye. This particular shop was overflowing with cute plushies and stationary, it was difficult to resist the urge to vigorously purchase everything inside it. You skimmed the shelves until you found your gift, a squishy plush whale accompanied with another, one in azure whilst the other in rose.
•When you returned to your dorm, it was early evening at least, giving you enough time to wrap your presents and to anonymously deliver them to his own. You did this with the traditional ‘knock and run’ method, leaving it on his doorstep as you hastily sprinted back.
•Childe was quite puzzled, clutching onto the doorknob and motioning the door open whilst balancing his laptop on his forearm. He looked down to see the dainty gift bag, it’s contents concealed neatly and carefully, before picking it up and placing it on the chair beside where he previously sat to investigate it.
•Childe discarded the wrapping paper, sighting the precious little animal and rather childishly hugging it whilst grinning to himself. The small label on the ribbon around his neck claimed it was a 2 piece bundle, though he couldn’t find one in the bag. After some careful thought, he came to the conclusion it was you, besides, he didn’t think anyone else he knew would give him a gift of this nature, right?
•The following day, Childe waited upon your own doorstep, to whom you opened the door to and let him in. He was right, he immediately saw the other matching plush on your bed, surrounded by pillows in a poor attempt to conceal it. Smirking lightly as he read your rather nervous expression.
•He leaned into you, gently grasping your face in his palms as he admired your now flustered countenance, pressing his lips onto your forehead with pure affection, then embracing you in his arms whilst he caressed your hair.
•’I find it adorable how you got us matching plushies, though you seem to be competing with that action.’ Childe teased, chuckling lightly whilst you bashfully hid your face in your hands. Welp, you suppose you weren’t so good at hiding your identity, but he would argue he liked this outcome more.
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-Petty Lil’ Shit-
NSFW, 18+ only Plz~
Summary: Scara is having a pretty bad day, a talk with you gives him an idea to make his day better and get a little bit of... revenge
Pairing: College! Scaramouche x Female Reader
Warning: lots of foul language, degradation, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, Scara being a meanie and sweetie <3
Word Count: 4k
Enjoy~
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“You may have this back when you learn to behave appropriately in class, Kunikuzushi.” A harsh growl came from the back of an indigo-haired boys throat as his phone and keys were taken from him by the teacher. His purple irises glared daggers into the back of the retreating older woman’s head, not once relenting his hateful glare towards her. He held back the urge to kick his desk out of irritation and annoyance for the old hag he was forced to listen to. The teacher proceeded with the lecture as of nothing had happened, ignoring the fact one of her students was radiating a pissed off aura that made the entire classroom shrink away from him as much as they could. After a grueling hour the class was finally over. “Kunikuzushi-“
“I’m coming, fucking hag.” The boy mumbled, scoffing at the sound of his real name being called once more by the older woman who just turned her nose up at him when he approached. He slung his backpack over his shoulder and stood in front of her desk until everyone had left in a hurry. “Give me my phone and my keys back. Those are mine.” The teacher gave the boy a stern glare as she crossed her arms across her saggy chest. How disrespectful! You’ll get them back when you’re respectful to your elders. Now please Kunikuzushi, I must prepare for my next class.” The boy stood frozen as he stared at the teacher in disbelief over the nonsense she just spotted out of her wrinkly lips. His expression turned dark, and he stomped his way out of the classroom, students scurrying out of his way before they got caught in his rage.
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“What did you expect, Scara? You’re on your phone in her class all the time and never turn in anything on time.” A deadpan look crossed your face as he sat in front of you fuming boyfriend. He took an aggressive bite out of his chicken sandwich and sent a cold glare towards you. “Her class is easier than counting to one, it’s pathetic really. And to have to sit there and learn from a saggy tit granny? Hah! I could give two shits about her or the damn subject she teaches. I feel sorry for the old bastard she’s married to.” You sent a questioning look towards Scaramouche. He was being WAY harsher than normal. Usually, he’d just call her an old hag, but she must’ve REALLY pissed him off today for him to be chucking insults every other word. “Who pissed in your cheerios this morning?”
Your boyfriend snapped his head in your direction, sending a cold glare your way, getting more irritated at your lack of reaction from his piercing gaze. You had known Scaramouche for years, hell you’d been dating for 3 years and living together for about 1 year.  If you hadn’t gotten used to his bratty and controlling personality you wouldn’t still be sitting here with him in a university bench. Often, when he was being a brat or being a bit harsh, you would play along with his games and say harsh things about yourself. This always made him upset to the point where he would pout and come and cuddle you, telling you those things weren’t true and he was only being an asshole. Which he was. But you wouldn’t love your bratty short man otherwise.
“Very funny, brat.” Scaramouche scoffed and stuffed the last bit of his sandwich into his mouth, his cute pale cheeks full as he chewed. You couldn’t help but smile at his cuteness. He was the real brat. “Awe, c’mon Kuni…” He flinched slightly at hearing his real name slip past your lips instead of his other name. You were the only person allowed to say his name like that. He was forced to have his real name on his college transcripts. He loved how you said his name. “I know you don’t mean that, baby.” You got off the top of the table you sat on outside, wind blowing gently as other students passed by, paying you two no mind as they listened to their music or scrolled over their phones. You sat beside him and rested your hand on his chest, running your hand up and down his sternum. “You love me. You crave me and my touch constantly… like a drug you’re addicted to. You couldn’t live without me even if you tried.”
“In your fucking dreams, worm.” He scoffed harshly as he swallowed the rest of his sandwich quickly. His cheeks hinted a soft pink indicating that your words were in fact true, he was just too prideful to ever admit such embarrassing things. Your lips curled slightly hearing him call you a worm, that was your shy boyfriend for you. “I’m only your worm.” You lifted his chin gently and placed a quick peck on his crumb-littered lips. You licked your lips to get the crumbs off and sat back down, looking out over the courtyard as you waited for him to finish. Scaramouche was now unfocused on finishing his meal and more focused on your reply. “Hah! Never would’ve thought you would admit to being my slimy little worm. Spineless and cowardly.”
Your expression deepened with a frown. “Spineless? I’m not spineless! I do a lot of things out of my comfort zone, especially with you.” He knew you were referring to what you both did in the bedroom. Scaramouche was rather sadistic and possessive when it came to sex. He viewed the act as claiming possession over you and your body. Every inch of you then and there belonged to him and only him. You had been tied up, gagged, choked, pulled by your hair, smacked, and even once took part in role playing as Scaramouche’s slutty “secretary” and being bent over his desk until you couldn’t stand anymore. “That’s true… but-“ A handsome and suggestive grin spread across his perfect pale lips as he leaned over the table. His gentle and slender fingers curled under your chin, bringing your face closer to his as his lips grazed your ear. “You won’t have sex with me here, will you?”
His breath was hot against your skin, his tongue coming to lick slowly against the shell of your ear, an embarrassed heat rushing between your legs at the suggestion and his sexual advances on you. “H-Here? At the university…” Your voice was unsure and nervous. It sounded exciting though. The thrill of having to hide, the thrill of being quiet in order not to get caught. Your mind weighed heavy on the thought, but ultimately a voice in the back of your head screamed no. “Yeah, here. You’re always so willing to become my little slut at home, why not here as well? Maybe you don’t love me enough…” His voice began to trail off, encouraging you to retaliate against his statement and do whatever he wished. You could feel his hot breath ghost over your neck as he hovered his mouth over your pulse point. “You don’t love me enough to help me?”
“Y-You know it’s not like tha- ah!” You gasped in surprise when Scaramouche cupped your right breast with his warm hands, squeezing and grinding his hand against it. A flustered heat rose quickly to your cheeks, sending him a glare and grabbing his wrist tightly to stop his motions. “Are you crazy?! We’re still outside in the middle of the courtyard!” The indigo-haired boy didn’t seem to care and continued fondling your boobs until your grip tightening and started to push him away. His eyes narrowed and his lips curled into a frustrated snarl. “Are you honestly resisting me? Wow, I never thought I’d see the day you turn away a good dicking down.” He removed his hands from your breasts and grabbed your hands instead, pulling you up and shoving your things in your hands. “Let’s go.”
“Scara, wait-!” He didn’t wait for your reply, only dragging you along in his oddly strong grip towards an empty classroom. You tugged on your wrist embarrassed, heads turning your way at your struggle. Nobody bothered to save you as your boyfriend threw you into a certain empty classroom and slammed the door closed. In mere seconds your back was against the door, a pair of soft lips molding onto yours so perfectly you couldn’t help but fall into his touch. Feeling your body begin to submit to him, he slyly slid his cool hands up your waist, his thumbs coming to hook under the middle of your bra. His thumbs slid outward and towards your back, unclipping your bra and letting the material loosely hang on your shoulders underneath your shirt. He pulled away, “Lift those pretty little arms for me. I wanna see those perky tits.”
“Kuni…” You whined softly, slowly lifting up your arms and letting him remove your shirt and bro with one swish of his hands up. Your lips curled inwardly, pressing them together and turning your head away to try and avoid his intense stare. His fingertips glided over your erects nipples, touch feather light as he grinned at the way you shivered. “Mmm… I fucking love these tits. Look how hard your cute lil’ nips are for me.” He cruelly flicked your hardened buds, making you gasp and arch your back against the door, your chest presenting itself more for him. Scaramouche licked his lips and dove down to kiss down your chest and over the swell of your soft squishy mounds. “Hah… you smell so damn good…”
You moaned quietly as Scaramouche lifted one of your boobs and attached his mouth over your hardened bud. Your back arched, eyes closing as your fingers ran through his soft indigo locks. His warm tongue circled and flicked over your nipple while his other hand pinched and rubbed your other. A sticky wetness began to pool into your panties, hands shaking against his hair as they struggled not to move. You knew he didn’t like it when you touched yourself. If anything, he would do it for you and make you cum from his tongue, his fingers, or better yet his deliciously big dick. A slutty moan slipped past your wet lips when his knee harshly came between your legs, grinding you against his thigh while giving your tits his undivided attention.
“S-Scara please… Mmm! I-I want you…” Your needy pleas for his dick made him groan against your tits, pulling off with a pop before smacking your boob softly and moving to the other, giving it the same treatment. His other hand now went to slip down your pants, slender fingers skillfully finding your clit and rubbing sensational circles over your little love button. “Mmm! Fuck! Hah… Scaramouche! Ngh…” Your body shook, head turning side to side quickly as his fingers took you to edge of your euphoric bliss. You almost couldn’t take it anymore with how good he rubbed your clit. “That’s it…” He pulled off your nipple and started to leave bite marks and hickeys along your chest and the sensitive sides of your boobs. His face nuzzled into your neck, heavy pants almost searing your skin. “Fucking come undone from my fingers… that’s it baby… hah, fucking cum for me!”
“K-Kuni!!” You cried out his name as you creamed all over your smooth cotton panties, fingers trembling against his shoulders as you gripped him for support. Scaramouche dipped his fingers down to get his fingers wet before he removed them, admiring the contents of your climax over his fingers. “Hah! Look who’s enjoying all the fun over there. Cumming so quick just from having your slutty little clit played with. Pathetic.” His eyes lowered seductively, his tongue coming out to lick his slightly swollen lips. You could immediately feel heat rush to your cheeks when he slid his tongue over his tainted fingers, licking up your juices with a sexy glare. “I think it’s time for you to return the favor. Since I was so kind to give you the satisfaction of cumming without me.” Before you knew it, his hands were on your ass and pulling you up and against him, forcing your arms around his neck.
Your boobs smushed against Scaramouche’s neck as he expertly guided you both to lay you down on the teacher’s desk. His erection bumped against your clothed core as he carried you, making you hornier than you were previously. Once you were down, he got to work on stripping himself of his shirt, a thin layer of sweat already glistening on his pale toned body. Your hands reached out to run down his shoulders to his pecks, all the way down to his V-line. It was then you finally made eye contact with the obvious tent in his pants. “You like what you see there, slut?” He could practically see the drool coming out of your mouth as you stared intently at his clothed erection. Cool touches lingered against your hips as his slender fingers hooked onto your pants and slid them off with your panties. a deep moan erupted from his throat as he stared longingly at your sopping cunt. “Oh fuck… look how wet you are, all for me too? That’s so damn sexy...”
“D-Don’t look…” His beautiful view was interrupted by your hands as you covered your glistening lips with your hands, face flushed and turned away for him not to see how embarrassed you were with his gaze. A low growl rumbled through his chest as he pulled your hands away and slammed them down beside you. “Dont ever hide yourself from me again. Your body belongs to me. Not even a single hair on your head is to be called yours. You’re completely… and utterly, mine.” His voice dropped as he stated his claim over you, his dark lavender eyes lowering to study how magnificent your natural essence was. Trimmed pubic hair outline the area around your crotch and your lovely folds. The curves of your cunt had him mesmerized, how slick they were with your arousal, tiny clit now swollen from indescribable pleasure. The last thread of any restraint to be somewhat gentle snapped as your lips breathless called out his name. “Kunikuzushi, I’m yours… please… stop looking and just put your dick in me… I want you… I need you so badly, baby.”
“Ah fuck… you sound so fucking hot when you beg for me like the whorish slut you are.” His fingers made haste with unbuckling his belt, deep heavy pants leaving his mouth feeling his cock head twitch in anticipation. Relief washed over his figure feeling his hard dick be freed from the firm constraints they were previously in. The red tip twitched at the feeling of cool air blowing against it, his eyes twitching slightly as he bit his lip. You copied his movements as your lip caught between your teeth, pussy clenching on nothing as you anxiously shifted. “Kuni… Kuni please-“ a harsh slap came to your plump thighs as he jutted his hips against your lower regions, his dick slapping against your slick folds before rubbing the underside up and down. “Shut up. I’ll fuck you when I damn well please. Now hush and let me do as I please with my pretty little girl.”
A soft whimper escaped your lips at his words, your legs spreading a bit wider for him to have more access to your womanly parts. He obliged happily, stepping forward and reaching a hand down to grab the base of his dick. He rubbed the shaft up and down your folds, groaning at the feeling. He forced his tip to poke at your entrance before flicking it up to bump your clit, chuckling deeply as he watched your body squirm underneath him. Your mind suddenly flashed with remembrance, and you pushed against his chest earning a frustrated glare. “W-Wait, do you have any condoms?” Your worries were crushed with a glare from your boyfriend. He took your hands away and gripped your thighs, digging his fingers into your flesh as he started to press harder against your entrance. “We don’t need it this time.”
“What?! Scara what happens if I get pregnant? I’m not ready to be a parent!” Scaramouche looked up in thought, and a small loving smirk graced his lips. He looked back down to you, his eyes only reflecting his love for you despite his harsh teasing and cruel smile. “Then I’ll take responsibility. It’s not like I ever planned to let you go anyways. Trust me, (Y/N).” Your heart hammered against your chest at his loving and sweet words. Your resolve melted when he leaned down to kiss you lovingly as a measure of reassurance. The pressure against your entrance continued until you felt a firm thrust sheath his dick inside, forcing a small groan out of your mouth at the stretch. His large hands moved their way up to grab your hips, lips departing from yours as a string of saliva snapped between your mouths. “Sh-Shit it’s always so good… fuck I can’t control myself…”
“Kuni, mmm… feel so full inside.” His thrusts were slow and unbelievably deep at first. A wet sound came from below you as his dick came in and out of your sloppy insides. Your hands went around his neck, fingers entangling in the soft tussles of his indigo hair. The grip on your hips tightened as he started to set a new snd faster pace. Low groans rumbled in his chest while needy pants dropped from his lips. “You feel good, (Y/N)? Bet you’re feeling f-fucking amazing right now… ahhh, yeah, you’re my dirty little girl, aren’t you? You’re my dirty slut.” His hips were smacking against yours now, his eyes heavily lidded as he focused on the way your boobs bounced with each thrust, he sheathed into you. Your face was morphed into a blissful and fucked out expression, your eyes barely able to be kept open as you couldn’t help but solely focus on the pleasure Scaramouche was giving you. “Y-Yes Kuni, I feel so good… hah, oh my god, M-Mmm!”
“What else?” He called out harshly, his cold hands coming to grip around your neck, apply a gentle pressure to stimulate your eyes to snap open. You made eye contact with his gorgeous dark lavender eyes, half closed as he stared intently at you with lust swimming around the contents of his irises. His pupils were blown out with lust, threatening to swallow the lovely color of his eyes full. Strands of his indigo hair stuck to his forehead as sweat glistened on his pale skin. “I-I’m your dirty girl… all yours Kuni, all yours, hah!” He huffed out a strained chuckle, wincing as he unconsciously squeezed tighter around your neck. “Hngh! Fuck!” Scaramouche let go of you completely and slammed his hands on the desk, a loud crack being heard as he caged your body and thrust his hips faster. “Ahh! Kuni-“
“Just let me grab my papers out of my office.” A hand slapped over your mouth as quick as you first noticed a voice had sounded from outside. Your whole entire body froze, eyes blowing wide, pupils shrinking as all sense of arousal left your body. Your boyfriend squeezed your mouth tighter, clenching his teeth together harshly as he tried to withstand the unrelenting squeeze you had around his dick at the moment. The door handle jiggled, your legs coming to try and push Scaramouche off, but he wouldn’t budge. Your heart pounded harshly in your chest as you waited to be caught in such an embarrassing act. “Well, hey there teacher! My professor asked me to come get you! It sounded quite urgent… it seems somethings wrong the scantron reader, it’s giving all the students A’s. It’d be a shame if it was left the way it is.”
“Ngh… n-now I owe that nosy… f-fucking brat…” Scaramouche cursed as he let go of your mouth, panting and lightly trembling above you. Your lungs clawed at the opportunity for air, taking shallow gasps as you tried to stay quiet. The two figures outside retreated. It sounded like… “W-Was that Heizou?” A scoff came from Scaramouche as he clenched his fists together against the table. He curt nod came as he finally brought his eyes back down to connect with yours. You could feel his body tense up as he rocked his hips again with yours. “Where were we?” He whispered, letting out a soft groan before he leaned over you, his hair tickling your forehead, husky breath fanning over your face. Your hands grabbed his face, pulling him close to engage in a sloppy heated make out.
Scaramouche pushed your hip down with one hand while the other came around your shoulders to squeeze you tightly against him. A low grunt echoed in his throat, tongue swirling and flexing over yours as he started to pick up his pace. One of his knees came to rest on the desk to plunge himself deeper, snapping his hips brutally against yours, almost feral the way he desperately chased his release now. He shoved his face into your neck, panting harder and moaning into your neck, his hips stuttering slightly as they became sloppy and all the more desperate. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m so close… you’re squeezing, hah, the fucking life… o-outta me, ahhh… I’m gonna cum.” Your legs wrapped around his hips, arms wrapping around his head against your neck and sending your hands to claw at his back. “M-Me too! Mmm! Feels so g-good Kuni!”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, cumming… cumming, gonna fucking cum.” You tightened your grip on him and came with a loud moan and squeal of his name as he fucked your sensitive walls after your god-like climax. He pulled up away from you quickly, hands slamming and pushing your hips roughly against the desk as he ripped his dick out of your throbbing insides. “Sh-Shit!” He came quickly after, spurts of sticky white coming from his twitching tip as cum splattered against important documents on the desk and all over the teacher’s keyboard and screen. You were too fucked out to even notice what he’d done. Your chest rose and fell heavily, trying to catch your breath and calm the trembling in your legs from how good Scaramouche fucked you. He collapsed on top of you, panting against your chest and neck as he too tried to regain his composure. “That was… fucking amazing.”
“I-It always… is baby. You’re always so a-amazing.” You panted out in agreement, a small smile on your face as you kissed his sweaty forehead, combing his sweaty bangs out of his face. He lazily rose his head up and placed a soft kiss to your lips before reluctantly pushing himself up. “C’mon, let’s get you dressed.” Scaramouche was oddly sweet when it came to aftercare with you. He knew he was harsh and a little mean when he got really into sex, to make up for his roughness, he tried to be a little kinder in aftercare not to make you think he was heartless. He helped you put your panties and bra back on before letting you get yourself dressed while he fixed himself up too. “Oh, Scara you came all over the teacher’s desk… we better clean it up before they come back.”
“Leave it. That old hag deserves it.” He opened the desk and pulled out his phone and keys, smirking at the work he’d done making a mess on the teacher’s desk.
“…you really are a petty lil’ shit aren’t you?”
“Shut up.”
“Shut up.”
“…you really are a petty lil’ shit aren’t you?”
“Shut up.”
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Can you write a enemies to lovers where Y/N is at a college party and so is Scara and then everyone plays 7 minutes in heaven and they end up being picked together and they don't want to but it's the rulse so, in the closet they go!
(bonus points if they are slightly tipsy from drinking.)
Scaramouche x fem!reader. Kissing. Heavy petting. 7 minutes of heaven. Alcohol. College AU
I wasn't sure if you wanted smut for this so I just made it light with kissing and some touching. 7 minutes in a closet with Scara😳😌 Heaven indeed.
You sat in a circle with everyone, wondering how exactly you got roped into this. Although, you may have agreed as easily as you did because the alcohol you'd indulged in when you saw Scaramouche was at the party was making you feel relaxed and fuzzy headed.
What you did not expect was Scaramouche to join the game as well. You immediately finished your drink in one gulp, wondering if you had time to grab another one to get you through this game.
You narrowed your eyes at Scaramouche for a moment as the rules were explained. He was arrogant, rude, selfish, egotistical, self centered.
He was everything you normally hated in a person, and yet, you were hopelessly in love with him. You had way too much pride to admit it. In fact, you were trying and failing to convince yourself that it was alcohol making you think he looked gorgeous.
Scaramouche shared the same feelings of discontent seeing you join the game. He also was trying and failing to convince himself that he hadn't joined the game because of you. And you looked way too beautiful for your own good. He hated you right back for making him feel vulnerable feelings he didn't want to feel. He'd been drinking all night to fight his own feelings of attraction.
"What?"
"Huh?"
Both your responses came a few seconds from each other. You both were chosen to go in the closet.
"God no, seriously?!" You sputtered, feeling your heart immediately pound in your chest. Being in the closet with him was what you wanted and didn't want the most. You were drunk, your inhibitions lowered. Scaramouche would sense that like a rabid dog.
Judging from the way he smirked, he already did. "Ha, rules are rules," Like he ever gave a shit about rules to begin with. This was just a way for him to dance on your already frayed nerves, "I always took you for a goody two shoes. It must be hard to try and please everyone all the time."
Your hand tightened on the empty bottle of alcohol in your hand. It sounded like he was mocking you. You grit your teeth and stood up. Scaramouche could practically hear your last nerve snap. "You never stop, do you? You just poke, poke, poke," You snapped.
"I love it, you are so easy. You think I want to do this either?" He replied, holding his hands out in mock defense.
"Fine, whatever, let's go," You sighed and made your way over to the closet. 7 minutes wasn't a long time. Right? With Scaramouche it would feel an eternity no doubt.
In you went with the door locked behind the both of you. You stood as far away as possible from Scaramouche, peering at him suspiciously through the dark. There was a long silence between you.
"You can come closer," He coaxed, sounding softer than you thought he would for a moment.
"I thought you hated breathing the same air as me," You said, cursing yourself mentally for moving closer to him. Scaramouche had told you this on multiple occasions.
"I do," He replied. You could feel his shit eating smirk through the dark. "Fuck it, rules are rules," He grabbed your shoulders so fast it stunned you, pressing his lips against yours.
Your eyes widened, feeling yourself instantly get weak. Your breathed hitched in your throat as you melted into the kiss. He let out a shaky sigh as he pulled away, his lips hovering over yours.
"Your lips are so soft," You murmured, closing the distance between his lips and yours. His hands gripped your shoulders tighter when you moaned softly into his mouth, wrapping your arms around him.
An arm wrapped around your waist, pulling your body flush with his as he pushed you up against the wall. The kiss was electric, passionate and open mouthed. The way you obediently opened your mouth when he pushed his tongue into your mouth sent him reeling and weak in the knees.
Scaramouche leaned his weight into you, one of his hands dipping up your shirt to trace along the line of your figure, making goosebumps dot your skin as you shivered.
His hand folded over one of your breasts, squeezing and kneading his fingers into the soft flesh outside of your bra, brushing his fingertips over your nipple. That sent a tingling sensation to curl up your spine. You let out a shaky sigh, leaning eagerly into his touches.
Scaramouche's teeth but at your lips, his hand wandering more greedily over your body as he grinded his steadily aching cock between your legs. He pulled away long enough to relish in your soft whine of protest, "Fuck you feel so good," His lips were immediately back on yours, more aggressive this time.
His fingers brushed down your stomach between your legs. He groaned into your mouth as he cupped his hand on your cunt. You were starting to move your hips needily into his fingers when you both were startled by a knock at the door.
Scaramouche growled against your mouth, pulling away to look at the door with a glare. 7 minutes wasn't long enough for him, and he hated being interrupted, just when you were starting to submit to him.
He swiped his thumb over your lower lip. "You are coming back to my dorm with me, understood?" The domineering way with which he said this, his voice thick with desire made you shiver as you nodded.
Time had passed way too fast for you to.
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zestrya · 1 year
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them as college friends
being friend with both xiao and scaramouche can prove to be quite the challenge sometimes, but honestly, you don't mind since they're so fun to be around.
pairing:: xiao x gn!reader; scaramouche x gn!reader
cw:: none; fluff, dense reader.
notes:: will probably make about another duos/trios too, tell me if there's one you'd like to see about
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xiao & scaramouche
— it was a mystery how you were able to be friend with both of the unfriendliest students in the campus.
— both of the boys seem to have a permanent scowl adorned at their face, yet you didn't mind at all
— and while they both have their similarities, they're different, the way they treat others as an example
— while kunikuzushi words were meant to harm others, xiao's were simply to push them away
— you mostly saw them at your intervals, since they rarely had the same classes as you
— still one of them was always at your classroom door waiting to chat for a little (and maybe score a few points with you)
— when the three of you first became friends scaramouche had the habit of excluding xiao thinking you wouldn't notice
— too bad you for him, not only did you notice, but you also started nagging at him, telling how sad xiao was about it
— he could only hope you'd see the smug face xiao was making while you scolded him
— since them they started to play dirt tricks on each other, trampling on the time they had alone with you
— however things stopped quickly when they noticed how popular you were with others
— diluc, the café owner near campus who always gave you extras on the house
— venti and kazuha, the literary students who were always reciting you poems
— yunjin and nilou, the theater girls that were always competing for the spotlight of your time
— albedo, the teacher assistant that was always too eager to help you with your study
— and even the twins aether and lumine, who ate up almost all of your time if you weren't careful enough
— and the list only goes on and on, sometimes they wondered how you caught the heart of so many people at the same time
— but at the end of the day they reached the same conclusion:
— if they wanted more of a chance with you they would have to work together
— since that day on they acted strangely... comfortable around each other
—the constant bickering continued, but the tricks were way less noticeable, sometimes they even hanged out together just the two of them
— you did notice, but of course you only saw that as them finally opening up to each other
— the sense of dispair they felt when they noticed how you didn't even see them as possible love interests
— but they still would try to catch your heart, no matter what
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xiao
— the milder one of the two, honestly
— he's in his 3rd year of comp sci, being the older one of the trio
— has few friends apart from you, one of them is shenhe who's in the same course as him and the other morax, someone he knew for far too long
— you got to know him when he helped you scape from childe's clutches when he tried to flirt with you
— though in his opinion it was more like he was saving childe from a punch in the gut
— unexpectedly tho, when he tried to go away after telling you professor morax was looking for you you started talking with him
— ever since that day you held conversations with him everytime you saw each other
— at first he thought it was a bother, but never did anything to stop you
— but when he got to himself he was already waiting for the next time he'd see you
— it took quite a few months for him to finally ask to hang out together regularly, but ever since then you were inseparable
— he made question to always pick you up after classes when you had the same hour grid
— time with him is quiet and comfortable, sometimes he help you study with whatever he can and others he ask for help on one of his projects
— he's the type to always help from the sidelines, but somehow you always know when he does something for you
— the little thank you he receives from you already make his whole world spin, but when you offer him something else?
— dude seems like he's on cloud nine
— physical touch is complicated for him at first, even touching hands accidently made him blush and jerk away like he'd harm you
— but when he gets comfortable? you better be prepared, he's not that smothering, but expect little cute acts like holding pinkies all the time
— beside that, you can expect to not suffer with any more trouble with others
— xiao in itself is already like a shield, but when teacher morax learn that the boy is fond of you?
— he makes sure to show you all of his favoritism and even put in a good word for his friend (?)
— not that he needed, when you already like him so much
— you found out he like sweet things the day you both went to a café and he made sure to ask for the sweetest one, with extra caramel to boost
— ever since them he often found sweet treats in his desk with little notes stuck to it
— maybe it was around that time that he started to fall for you
— and especially around that time that he became way more possessive when you were around scaramouche
— his already blunt words turned more acid towards the scaramouche and even more towards anyone that seemed to bother you in the slightest
— but never in front of you, he already knew how hard it was to deal with him and how much you had to hear from others about how scary he was
— so he always made sure to be extra sweet with you, even if it made him flustered every time you pointed it out
— too bad for him, you just saw him as the sweet older brother type of friend
— it seemed that if he wanted to really catch your heart he'd have to be bolder in his way to profess his love
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scaramouche
— the bully type of friend, honestly
— in his second year of a cynematography major, but honestly, you wondered how he didn't already drop out
— surprisingly, he's good at what he does
— you say it is because of how dramatic he is, but deep down you acknowledge his abilities
— even when all he seem to nurture in his little bitter heart is anger management issues, he knows how to express feelings in all of the films he's directed
— most of the the theater major scripts even come from him
— but don't be fooled by his pretty face and moving words, when engaging in a normal conversation all he seems to know is how to spew out insults
— and that's exactly how the two of you got to know each other
— when you were talking with ei and makoto, seniors from the same major as yours, the boy just included himself in your conversation to say how shitty you fashion sense was
— but even before you could start a fight, ei growled a “way better than yours with that ugly hat”
— just when the two of them started bickering did makoto tell you he was their sibling
— shoocked
— after that he seemed to make it his personal objective to piss you off anytime he saw
— and you took it personally
— but before you even knew it the two of you were inseparable, even fighting others when someone bad mouthed the other
— scaramouche was specially fierce with it, with his reputation already being low he didn't even mind engaging in physical fights if anyone dared to say anything about you
— it only dawned on him what he was doing when childe jokingly asked him if he liked you
— dude frooze for like three minutes before having the most menacing scowl written all over his face
— when you tried to talk to him that day, he only looked at you briefly, blushed and ignored you for the rest if the day
— funny was how a week later he was back to... normal
— not really, since now he was way clingier
— his words stayed sharp, but now he always hoovered around you, a hand always around you, be at your wrist, shoulder or even waist
— it was also evident how he seemed to show off more around you, buying you expensive gifts which you talked in passing, flaunting his scores and even more childish things
— he only expected you noticed already how much he liked you, because archons know what he might do if he ever had to confess directly to you
— for now though, he would bask in your care for a little more
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quinnkasih · 1 year
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Kitty Cat
cat!scara x fem!studentcollege!reader
fluff fluff, upcoming series, scara can be both cat or hybird human, cat cafe scara, college student reader, first fic (please give advice!)
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SYNOPSIS
You are just an ordinary college student, having friends, hard projects and surviving on a low budget. Every week, or saturday to be specific, you would come by your favorite cafe in town, Fatui Cat Cafe. It is such a calming and lively place for you after a busy week as a student. In the cafe, there's one cat that despises everyone, except you.
CHAPTER LIST
Chapter 1 - "Fatui Cat Cafe"
Chapter 2 - "Kuni The Cat"
Chapter 3 - "The Internet Cafe's Loyal Customers"
Chapter 4 - "Encounter"
Christmas Special Chapter - "Christmas With The Grumpy Cat!"
TAGLIST
@dee-zbignuts @cr4ftingtable @lxry-chxn @cherricoladrink @scrmgf @ember-is-clueless @butterandbeans @lilias-spouse @crinklypink @nemesis1ofdark @sukunasin @wisteriaflowersss @louise-rosita-leroux @thetwinkims @koi-chairowo @grimreapersscythe @eimuros @kaoyamamegami @meowlumi @crazypriestess @g0re-h0und @ssilentblackyt @blurr3db3rry @blvdmrcnry @toriiee @lycheemouse @valiryyz @nejibot @pheebbbs @lovely-scaramouchie
(TAGLIST CLOSED)
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kunikukitty · 8 months
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☆ Always An Artist, Never The Muse
Scaramouche/Wanderer x Fem!reader
i. what happened?
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