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rninies · 6 hours

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✮ silly love

౨ৎ scaramouche x reader. fluff, gn!reader, scara's a tease here lol, modern!au — wc: 647

notes. scara fic for my bday :3

“so, what's going on between you and scaramouche recently? you guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden.” one of your friends suddenly asks and you choked on the french fry you were eating, quickly drinking some water.

“what?”

“you heard me.” your friend gives you a knowing smile. “what’s going on between you and scaramouche? last i heard, he hates talking with people and now he’s all sweet and cute with you.”

your face turns red. “i-i don’t know what you’re talking about. besides, he’s opening up to more people! it’s not just me he’s talking with.”

your friend hums. “mm, then why is he walking this way with a scowl on his face?”

“what-?” you turned your head and they were right. scaramouche is indeed walking here with a scowl on his face. “scara? what’s wrong-”

“i thought you promised we were going to eat lunch together.” scaramouche cuts you off swiftly, sitting down next to you and placing his tray on the table. your friends could only watch in amusement as you tried to find an excuse to calm scaramouche down.

“w-well, i couldn’t find you when class ended! i didn’t want to sit alone like a loser waiting for you to come.” you said with a nervous laugh at the end. “besides, aren’t you bored eating with me every single day?”

“who said i would get bored of you?” scaramouche replies, grabbing a french fry and eats it. he looks at you with a confused look on his face. “why would i get bored of you?”

“you’re saying that as if you have a crush on me.” you let out a laugh, doubling over, smacking your hand on the table as if you said the funniest thing in the world. when you don’t hear a snarky remark from scaramouche, you stop laughing. your friends whispered to each other and quietly left the table, leaving you and scaramouche alone. “you-”

“i’m going to need you to stop for one second because i just find it so incredibly rude that you think i’m not head over heels in love with your stupid, oblivious ass.” scaramouche glares at you, obviously upset. “are you a brick? because you’re dense as fuck.”

your mouth hangs open, still clearly shocked from the sudden confession. “you- what?! when did you start having a crush on me?”

“do i have to explain in detail why i’m in love with you?” he asks, pushing his tray forward. he places his elbow on the table, his hand supporting his head. “well? are you just going to continue to gape at me or are you going to say anything else?” you instantly snap back into reality, clearing your throat.

“ahem,” you fiddled with your thumbs, nervous. “i thought you were the type to not fall in love with anyone.” you avoided eye contact, looking at everything except scaramouche.

scaramouche raises his eyebrows, obviously amused by your nervousness. “what, am i not allowed to have feelings? am i just a puppet to you?”

“okay who said-” you lift your head only to bump your nose against scaramouche’s. you stopped what you were saying, eyes meeting his. scaramouche’s lips slowly turns into a smile and he eventually lets out a laugh, quickly snapping you back to reality. “stop distracting me!”

“what do you mean?” scaramouche asks in a teasing tone. “i have no idea what you’re talking about. me? distracting you? doesn't sound like me at all!”

“haha fuck you.” you glared at scaramouche, picking up your tray, preparing to leave. “i’m leaving. have fun eating alone.”

“wha-” scaramouche quickly gets up, following you. “hey you haven’t replied whether you like me back or not!”

you turned back, giving him a cheeky smile. “you think?” you winked and turned your back to him, not giving scaramouche a chance to reply.

he scoffs. “this brat.”

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waywardducks · 2 days

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I was testing out some new brushes while waiting on genshin to download

#scaramouche genshin impact #childe #childe tartagalia #childe genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact #genshin fanart #scara #tartaglia #fanart #scaramouche #wanderer #csp #csp art #clipstudio #clip studio paint #Genshin took 2 whole hours to download bruh

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cielur5ww · 2 days

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Idk, a modern Au Scaramouche being soft. It can be considered a gn reader, because it does not specify any pronouns... although I did it thinking of a reader amab.

Headcanons of Scaramouche and you, I think no pronoun is specified. Mention of hickeys, nothing explicit, Scaramouche is a proud.. (he is a bit silly)

Scaramouche bf! He doesn't understand in the slightest why you always put too much effort into decorating when you do your schoolwork, (half of him understands) what you do for aesthetics but to him, it seems unnecessary. (It's minimalist)

Scaramouche bf! Every time he gets upset (he's not serious) all he wants from you is for you to shower him with affection. He is hungry for affection, touch or words (better both to relieve that hunger)

Scaramouche bf! who always complains and snorts, annoyed because both of them live far away from each other. Although you see each other in classes and everything, he also wants to spend time with you alone, simply in your room, seeing what nonsense you will come up with today or simply a date at a cafe or walking through squares, enjoying the peace.

Scaramouche bf! who is actually called Kunikuzushi, but now to leave that painful past behind he calls himself Scaramouche, although he doesn't want anything to remember about his previous name... it really doesn't bother him in the least if you call him Kuni or kuzushi, because he is quite used to it. That you call him that, it's as if that nickname was simply made for him, so that you could say it through your lips with that stupidly sweet smile for him (ironic, right?)

Scaramouche bf! He definitely takes care of his skin, although he has almost absolutely no imperfections, he follows a skyn care routine, and he would like to guide you in this type of world of face and skin care if you didn't do it before!, but if you already did So you would like both of you to be together, each doing your own skin care routine.

Scaramouche bf! Good memory and he takes pride in it, but when something happens he acts like an idiot who doesn't know anything or doesn't remember it (he likes to bother you)

Scaramouche bf! Totally embarrassed if you go to the gym and one day you suggest that he sit on top of a bar to do chest exercises, and carrying his weight you do quite a few repetitions... (he gets embarrassed although he tries to maintain his defiant and mocking attitude.)

Scaramouche bf! He is surprised and freezes in a few seconds if you were to carry him so easily, he knows that he weighs little but the fact that you carried him without effort... surprises him and, clearly, he doesn't blush a little, he simply beams, telling you to put it down. And if you don't do it, and you carry him calmly like a princess... he will be with his arms crossed... maintaining an expression of annoyance but you can't take it seriously when that light blush becomes more and more noticeable on his cheeks, it's cute even though he's annoying.

Scaramouche bf! that his physical strength is below the average man (just a little) and sometimes he HATES asking you for help carrying things, because he is supposed to be independent and not weak. (In the end you approach him on your own, and you will have to insist on helping him until he finally says yes... but reluctantly, as if he could really carry that heavy box that, according to him, weighs 100kg ... or if you stop insisting, he will get upset anyway because you didn't want to help him.)

Scaramouche bf! who uses concealer to hide the hickeys that were stupidly dark, he doesn't even know how the hell he leaves you... that you leave him in this ridiculous state (He likes it anyway)

Just bland headcanons, sorry this isn't reviewed, just vague ideas. Any mistake... well it will be there

#scaramouche genshin impact #scaramouche headcanons #Scaramouche soft #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche fluff #scaramouche au #Scaramouche au modern #scaramouche x gn reader #scaramouche x you #kunikuzushi #Kunikuzushi name #scaramouche x amab reader #scaramouche

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rinnereii · 18 hours

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I can't wait for his re-run!

#genshin impact #wanderer genshin impact #scaramouche genshin impact #scaramouche #wanderer #fanart

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kvnis · 23 days

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imagine . . . meeting online bsf scara . ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

⤷ fem!reader. nsfw utc. ﾉ overstim. praise. creampie.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who doesn’t know that you caught feelings for him over the internet.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who reluctantly, and with shaky hands, texts you one morning ;; ‘ want 2 meet up ? ’

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who drives over 4 hours ,, all just to see you <3

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who has his hood up in the freezing cold rain, waiting for you to open the door, shifting from foot to foot ‘cause he’s so anxious !

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who’s gaze softens after seeing your figure at the door—you looked even prettier in person.

“scara!” you spoke with a joyful expression, immediately flinging your arms around him and pulling him in your warm, comforting embrace. “come in, you’ll catch a cold otherwise.” and he prays you don’t see the burning blush on his cheeks.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who’s awkward for the first hour in ,, before boldly asking to stay the night. ( you agree ! )

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who’s constantly stealing glances at your lips ,, not failing to notice your creeping blush as he grows closer in proximity.

your cheeks were glowing a bright pink, which was hard to miss, even if you tried to hide it. you clear your throat, saying something to scaramouche which only gets drowned out in the pool of awe in his brain. it’s now or never, he tells himself.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who goes on his instinct, clashing his lips with yours, seeking the taste of you he’s been wanting for so long.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who’s lips are soft as they mould with yours, perfectly slotting his tongue in between your lips, as if you both were made to be with each other.

the way he cupped your jaw and angled it so he could kiss you was perfect. warmth bloomed in your chest as he pulled away for air, observing your stunned state for a quick moment before immediately pulling you back in. you sent him reeling, enchanting him and hypnotising him to go back in for more. your taste, your scent, you’ve got him wrapped around your finger already and you don’t even realise it yet.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who’s hand slyly creeps up the hem of your shirt to grasp your waist, pulling you flush to him with no room for escape.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who doesn’t waste any time in pinning you to the bed ,, his needy hands beginning to tug your clothes off.

“i’ve wanted you for so… so long,” he whispered against your lips, a hushed confession only meant for your ears to hear. his hands go down to your thighs, kneading them as if you were malleable putty in his hands. his breath fans upon your lips, heated pants against your spit-glossed lips. “let me have you, please.”

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who whispers sweet nothings into your ears as he slowly slides his leaking cock into your cunt.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who’s so pent up from your teasing glances, he blatantly refuses to stop after you orgasm.

“nuh-uh… that’s too bad. you should’ve thought about that before you gave me those bedroom eyes,” he spoke in a condescending tone, your velvety walls only tightening around him from it. “oh? you liked that, hm?”

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who peppers comforting kisses up the side of your neck and trails them to your lips after hearing your overstimulated moans and whines.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who whimpers into your sloppy kiss about how much he’s needed you and craved you over the time you’ve been friends.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who praises you and touches you as if you were the most fragile china vase in the world, his caresses proving to stir the warmth in you.

“so pretty,” he murmurs against your lips as you came around him, your slick oozing around his cock and creating a creamy ring at the base. “fuck, f-fuck… so good, all for me, mhm?”

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who after spilling inside of you, cleans you up and runs you a bath, confessing his feelings as you two bathe in the warm water.

his hands brush through your soapy hair, massaging your scalp satisfyingly. “i love you.” he blurted out without thinking, his eyes widening once you turn around and look him dead in the eye. his heart drops, but hearing you reciprocate his affection makes his mouth tug up into a grin. until, he grips your head and turns it forward harshly, telling you to shut up so he can finish washing your hair with a smile.

﹒online bsf scara ౨ৎ . . . who’s just so happy you’re finally his, and his alone. <33

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emaiiyaru · 1 year

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atoning for my (your) sins

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lightspeedran · 4 months

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happy (late) birthday scaramouche!

#scaramouche #scaraether #genshin impact #genshin impact fanart #genshin #aether #scaramouche genshin impact

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nikellada · 1 year

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#scaramouche is finally getting therapy #genshin #genshin impact #nahida #lesser lord kusanali #genshin nahida #genshin kusanali #scaramouche #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche genshin impact #genshin fanart #fanart

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melodramaticmeans · 2 months

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You absolutely hated Scaramouche.

Detested him, even.

I mean, who wouldn't hate someone who killed them?

This jerk sucked your blood, causing you to die of blood loss, which took hours. Or, at least, it felt like hours to you.

So now, this is where you spend your afterlife. Haunting this emo ass gothic era castle thing. Knocking over shelves, scaring away other people that might fall into Scaramouche's trap, just being annoying in general.

How long had it been like this, you mused. Fifty, sixty years, perhaps.

You didn't mind. You'd stay here for a millennia if it meant being a minor inconvenience to everything Scaramouche did. Plus, you'd gotten used to the routine.

When the sun rises, go screech in the upper west hall to disturb the vampire bastard, then, when the sun is at its highest, go and wander around the garden mournfully.

When the sun sets and the bastard awakens, scare away any other human loitering around the area. Finally, when the bastard has his dinner (usually consisting of a medium rare steak and a red liquid you suspected was blood), knock over the tableware.

So now you were floating around the table, waiting for Scaramouche to arrive and eat his dinner.

The door to the dining room creaked open, revealing a slender man with indigo hair, bold red eyeliner, and skin so pale and smooth you were convinced it was glass at first.

He sat down at the table, reaching for a fork and knife to eat his steak.

Bide your time...

He reached for a glass, to pour himself a drink, you guessed.

Well you weren't going to let him have that.

You made the glass float with your super-awesome ghost powers, placing it on the far end of the table.

All you got was a simple 'hm' out of it, which infuriated you. He then simply reached for another glass, which just pissed you off more. He should be angry! He should be reactive! Why isn't he doing anything?

For some weird reason, he reacted as if this were a normal occurrence. Every. Time. You. Did. It. All he'd do was grab another glass, then pour a drink into both the cups, only drinking one, leaving the other untouched.

It pissed you off.

This happened whenever you tried to take away his plate, too.

Never a 'why are my plates floating' or 'who took my wine' and never even a 'sorry for killing you'.

But one thing you took satisfaction in, was the fact that he could never remove you from the castle. I mean, what was he going to do about it? Call an exorcist? Ha.

Scaramouche shifted in his seat, catching your attention. Maybe I should try stealing his cape.

You were shocked out of that idea when he started speaking to nothingness.

"I know you're there." He said casually, taking a bite out of his steak. "So there's no use in moving the tableware any longer."

...

What.

The vampire smirked. "It's pathetic, honestly. Seeing you try to grab my attention by doing these pointless things."

PATHETIC? Who was he calling pathetic?

"Screeching whenever the sun rises, scaring away any passerbys, taking things from the table... if I didn't know better, I'd say that you're obsessed with me."

Well, you weren't just going to stay there and listen to this utter bullshit.

"Obsessed with you?" You spoke. Man, it felt weird to use your voice after six decades. Even weirder when you couldn't feel your voice box vibrating.

"No one in their right mind would be obsessed with you. The only reason I do the things I do is to inconvenience you."

Scaramouche still had that stupidly annoying smirk on his face. "Well, you've spent decades haunting me, yet you have made no inconvenience in my life whatsoever. In fact, I'd say that your antics are particularly entertaining." He said, intertwining his fingers together.

"After five hundred years of monotony, anyone would get bored, don't you think?"

Gods, you absolutely hated Scaramouche.

"Well, my 'antics' aren't meant to be entertaining, they're meant to be annoying and inconveniencing, kind of how I feel about you." You drawl.

And get this, instead of getting angry, Scaramouche laughed.

"Ha, as if I could feel annoyance towards you." He chuckled. "Haven't you seen the signs? I've welcomed you as a guest. I've offered you food. I've offered you a place to sleep, though I am not sure if you use it. And, I've hosted you in my house for over a year. Are you aware what procedures these are for?"

"Why, of course. They're the courtship rituals taken by the people of Inazu...ma." Your voice died down in your throat as you finished your sentence.

"And since you have stayed here for over a year," the vampire continues, grinning from ear-to-ear, "it means that we are now betrothed."

#scaramouche #scara #scaramouche genshin impact #scara genshin #scaramouche x reader #scara x reader #scara x you #genshin x you #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin #genshin impact x you

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kana-de · 6 months

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Can I request Scaramouche giving his AFAB partner head for the first time. But reader has always been insecure about the idea of it after a bad experience with an ex... 👉🏻👈🏻

Any AU is fine! This is super self indulgent so if do you this I appreciate you

- Someone from the Shrine discord 🫶🏻🫶🏻

★ summary: scaramouche x fem!reader. him giving you head for the first time and providing you with all the reassurance.

☆ cw: nsfw. oral (f receiving). use of 'good girl'. scara being nice. idk what to add more, the req says it all. i also hope i portrayed the idea of your req well🙌🏻. 1.144 words.

"do you still-"

"yes." scaramouche interrupts you, looking up at your blushing and hesitant face. you look at his head in between your thighs. gosh, he really does look like he literally belongs there, you think, gulping when you do.

but, nevertheless, all kinds of thoughts start forming in your head. what if he won't like it? what if you look bad down there? what if it-

"scara, are you really sure-"

"i am, [name]. i know that tone, stop overthinking." scaramouche sighs when he realizes what exactly you're thinking about. "you look gorgeous. stunning. jaw-dropping. breathtaking. do you see what i'm trying to get at?" he smiles at you, seeing how his words make you blush. he'll repeat that over and over for you if that means seeing you like this again - hand hovering over your cheeks and looking away.

"stop thinking about everything bad. i assure you it'll be fine." he says, and you give him a look while biting your lower lip. you catch yourself that you're thinking again, and you exhale deeply. "and i surely won't be disgusted. if i offered you this - it already means i'm not in any way disgusted."

"do you trust me?" he asks softly, his thumb tracing soothing circles on the milky skin of your hips, occasionally finding its way under the waistband of your lacy panties. god, he can't help but get hard while looking at them - he'd eat you out anyway, but with these undergarments he just needs to do it. and he surely needs to ask you to wear them more often...

"i.. do." you stammer quietly, and from his position below he sees just how your chest rises and falls, even hears your heartbeat thumping loudly in your rib cage. "i do." you repeat, this time sounding like you mean it - and you do.

"good." scaramouche whispers and lets his face get closer to your - yet - closed core. his eyes roam around your curves, and his hands spread your thighs a bit more. he looks at the lacy panties again, and his eyes' pupils basically dilate in hearts.

"mmm, wearing these just for me? i'm honored." he chuckles, and licks his lips. your heart nearly jumps out of your chest at this small gesture, and you feel yourself getting wetter by each passing second. "so sad i'll have to take them off tonight."

you missed the moment when he already discarded your underwear, making a lick along your folds, and you swear the sensation basically has you almost moaning out loud, before you bite your lip and breathe out slowly.

scaramouche, upon sensing your reactions, reluctantly, but withdraws his mouth from your cunt, smirking and taking your hand, guiding it to hold his indigo locks. you look down at him in confusion.

"i know how not vocal you are," he starts, eyes gazing up at you, full of understanding and love. "so just pull my hair whenever it feels too good, mhm?"

your eyes slightly widen at his idea. this is brilliant for you.

your fingers tangle in his hair, running through it for a few seconds before nodding slightly and giving him a small smile, still feeling your cheeks burning from all the embarrassed - it's basically written on your face how shy you feel. but you can't deny you want this.

"alright then... let me get back to my dish."

"scar- ah!.."

you moan and your fingers instinctively tug on his hair, and scaramouche nearly smirks at how easily it is to get you so turned on. he starts licking along your pussy, starting from your hole and up to your clit, then giving it a light kiss before his lips seal around it and his tongue makes swirling motions. he can't deny that you taste so good he wants to be in-between your legs 24/7. he'd never refuse such an offer - how could he?

it's not long before you whine something incoherent about how good it feels, and he just can't not notice that little babbling of yours.

"feeling good, aren't you?" he mumbles, lips grazing the sensitive flesh, almost soaked in your slick. his voice vibrates onto your cunt, sending small, vibrating sensations as you push his face more and more into your pussy, thighs instinctively closing around his head as he continues his ministrations.

"ah-ah-ah, no, keep them open..." scara says, hands coming to grab your thighs one more time and spread them. "be a good girl for me and keep your legs spread."

you whimper, head throwing back as a breathy moan leaves your throat as his tongue starts moving already inside your hole. you can't even begin to describe how good it feels, you couldn't even if you wanted to - it feels so great your thoughts can't properly form in your mind.

you, tugging on his hair again and again, and a few more times through another few minutes is enough for scaramouche to understand that he's doing everything in the most perfect way possible. the way you moan, arch your back and let your fingers pull on his locks every ten or so seconds is dazing for him that he just can't help but let his lips seal around your swollen clit once more to make you let out another high-pitched whine.

"you taste so good..." he mutters just barely moving his mouth away from your cunt, sending another vave of small vibrations straight to your core.

"s-scara- o-oh, god.. i'm-" you can't even form a proper sentence, only pushing his face more and more into your cunt, on the verge of tearing down from how good he makes you feel. "a-almost- there... please, scara, g'nna-"

scaramouche, realizing what you're getting to when you start bucking you hips into his mouth a little too much, hums a long "mmhm" into your pussy, making vibrating sensations pulse within you once more, and that is when you fall apart, your orgasm crashing down onto you.

scara helps you to go through the aftermath of it, bot moving his lips and tongue away for a moment as he continues to - now more slowly, to not overstimulate you - suck and lap on your swelled clit as he holds your hips so you won't back away. he finally pulls back after you start to slowly pant, and licks his lips, admiring once again how good you taste in his mind.

"t-this was... so good..." you manage to mumble after taking a few more deep breaths, calming yourself down after such intense release. you try to close your thighs together again, thinking that you're both done.

scaramouche chuckles and doesn't let you do so, holding the skin of your thighs and spreading them wide open again. he notices you looking down at him in confusion and raises an eyebrow. "what? you thought we were done?"

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tadpole-art · 8 days

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I needed to draw Scara in the fluffy hood 😭

#scaramouche #scaramouche genshin impact #wanderer #genshin impact #mihoyo #art #illustration #why is he so stupid and cute

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niiine · 1 year

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𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐋

Character(s). Xiao, Scaramouche, Kazuha x Reader (Separate, ofc). Mentions of Venti, Heizou, and Aether.

Synopsis. In which they keep on denying having feelings towards you but then becomes hella possessive and gatekeeping experts when someone shows interest.

Modern! AU, Fem! Reader (I'm so sorry for putting this so late T^T)

Fluff

Tsundere! Scara and Xiao, as usual, and Shy Kazu bebi.

NOT PROOFREAD, please don’t expect.

Xiao

He’s just tolerating you.

Or so he says. But Aether always finds it amusing how you can pester XIAO from time to time and get out of it with just a sigh from the golden eyed lad.

Like today, for example.

- As an introvert, powernap at the university’s roof top is like a holy grail for Xiao. He treasures it so much that the moment the bell signifies lunch, he’ll dash out of the room in a heartbeat. His friends know better than to disturb him else they receive some icy words. But somehow, much to Venti’s amusement, Xiao let you crash his solace and talk his ears out on days that you feel like doing so. Pretty privileges. Venti thought, before gushing it out with their friend group.

Heizou tried to make him confess that he is head over heels for you. He just finds it so funny how Xiao keeps denying his very obvious crush on you. Come on, he’s pretty sure that he’s not the only one who notice how Xiao’s sharp eyes keeps drifting back to you every time.

“You don’t look at me like how you look at her!”

“No. It’s just that it hurts my eyes when I see you.”

It’s the talk of the group for like a week. How they would see Xiao being such a gentleman when you’re in the room, his patience longer than they’ve ever seen, and more.

“Just admit it lover boy. You simp for (name)” Scaramouche pointed out. A sinister thought playing in his mind.

- “I told you, I don’t. She’s just much tolerable than the rest of our classmates” The questioned man rolled his eyes, not entertaining the idea because even if he does, he’s a hundred and ten percent sure that you’re not in love with him. “Well, if that’s true, I guess you wouldn’t mind if I go after her?” the indigo haired man piped, only to be met by daggers sent through Xiao’s eyes. Eerie silence filled the room until Scara raised his hands in the air, satisfied smirk decorating his lips, “I’m kidding.” (Much like what he had done in this one.)

“Thought so.”

Scaramouche

This man is so obvious it hurts.

And also, he’s extra mean to you. He wants your attention babe, believe me.

“Hah! I can do that better. You suck.”, “What? Speechless because you’re so in love with me?”

No, it’s the other way around and SCARAMOUCHE KNOWS IT.

But like, you don’t believe his attitude towards you because his actions say otherwise.

- “You’re an idiot. Acting so high and mighty while being pathetically weak.” And then he proceeds to help you pick up the books that have fallen from your grasp and took the remaining ones on your arms to carry it himself.

- “Heh. You think he’s gonna like you back by helping him out? No way you’re uglyyy” “I don’t like him idiot. I have to do this, so he’ll pay me nice and good” you rolled your eyes and he sighs in relief.

He’s actually pretty close to you since you’re friends since middle school.

Venti and Heizou will call the two of you an old married couple because of the continues bickering. Of which Scara will return with disgusted look because no, He can’t have it get to him because he will lose you if he does.

But his friends know otherwise. They notice how careful the man when it comes to you, how observant he is when you’re involved, etc. And besides, Venti just feels it.

And Venti turns out right (again) when their group passed by two students who are obviously gushing over you and one of them spot Scara.

- “Just confess to (name)! You wouldn’t know until you try.” One of them says, and Scara’s ears perked up at the sound of your name. “But aren’t they like with that scary dude?” cue Venti and Heizou snickering in the background. This resulted to the two met gazes with them. Their knees tremble at the sight of your bestfriend. His usually playful eyes now dark and looming—and it’s directed at them.

“Yes,” he started menacing look present in his lovely, porcelain face. “they’re taken by the scary dude.”

The two ended up running and Venti and Heizou needs to be intervened by Aether for them to stop laughing.

“Hey scary dude. I thought you didn’t like her?” Venti teased, and Aether just sighed.

“Shut up”

Kaedehara Kazuha

This man is a gentleman you wouldn’t notice anything if you’re not as observant as Heizou.

He smiles so gentle with anyone, he talks with utmost respect, this guy right here is the epitome of prim and proper.

“But he’s always giddy when he’s talking to them” Heizou pointed out to Venti one day, to which the latter ended up agreeing to. Because now that he mentions it, Kazuha really seems so excited talking to you.

His eyes literally sparkles when you’re in the room, and his smiles are wider and brighter than usual when talking to you.

And in addition to that, KAEDEHARA KAZUHA always go out of his way for you.

- “Kazuha?” The man turns to you, a tender smile immediately making its way to decorate his face, “Yes, (name)?”. “I made a (a dish with gourd in it). Would you like some?” And oh, the man will munch on it like it’s his most favorite thing on the whole Teyvat, only it’s not. He hates bitter gourd. But to make you happy? Give it all to him and he’ll eat it with the sweetest smile.

The lad also does everything in his capability to be near you. You need something from the cafeteria? He needs to buy something as well. You suck at this one subject? He’ll offer to teach you. You accidentally have no partner in light stretching for P.E? He, too!

But it seems like this fact hits Venti and Heizou earlier than him, as they can also see clear signs that Kazuha is not aware of his own feelings.

That’s why they took it to their own hands. They must help their friend in need you know! So, they did the most obvious thing one should do,

They asked him.

- “Zuhaa,” Venti piped in as Heizou placed his arms around Kazuha’s shoulder. “We’re wondering, do you perhaps fancy (name)?”. They received a soft chuckle from the lad. A very composed answer left his lips. “(Name) is certainly beautiful and wonderful individual,” he smiles and cleared his throat. Bashful and shy from his words, “But I am afraid I have to say no to you question.” The other two expected this. ALL their friends are like this, Kazuha is not the first one, so they know what to do. “Ohh That’s great!” Venti exclaimed, as if excited at the new found information before turning to Heizou, “You can pursue them then!”

Kazuha’s heart almost stopped at his friends’ words, so Heizou like you? Of course, he does. You’re beautiful and kind and gentle, and more. It’s only natural to like you. But he wants you! And words left his lips before he can keep it shut.

“No, they’re mine!”

Awe, the usually composed and collected Kazuha now red and ashamed of what he has done. The back of his hand failing miserably at trying to hide the red hue that painted his face down to his neck.

The other two looked at the outburst of their friend before erupting into laughter.

“Not if you don’t confess soon enough” Heizou said in between laughs and Kazuha sent him a sharp look. Face still beet red.

“Don’t do that again” he warned the other two, now caught up on their antics.

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hii!! can i request catboy!kabukimono w breeding kink x reader smut?? :3

⊹ 　 ﹒ 　 ❝ 　needy catboy ! ⠀⊹⠀˚⠀ ౨ৎ

𝜗𝜚 ┈ catboy!kabuki x fem!reader ㅤ ✦

𝐈. ──ㅤ your catboy boyfriend has been getting extra touchy and needy recently.. ?

𝐈𝐈. ──ㅤ mentions of breeding kink , overstimulation , cream pie , raw sex , mentions of markings , && praise .

𝐈𝐈𝐈. ──ㅤ nsfw , smut , english is not my first language, please forgive me , proofread , fluffy ending !!

﹒ thoughts ; this kinda sucks, but i do hope i wrote this well enough , or have at least reached your expectations !! 😄 haven’t written for kabukimono yet especially him as a catboy, and i really hope this is enjoyable! ㅠㅠ

> story right under the cut <

your boyfriend being touchy and needy ever since you two started dating. you were used to his constant affection and clinging, but… something weird has been going on with him.

but now you know why.

your head was buried in the pillow, staining it with your tears and your drool, continuously and pathetically moaning as kabukimono thrusts his cock into you.

he was basically fucking you dumb and into the sheets— he held your hips up high as he whimpered and moaned out how good you were and how good you felt.

the way his tip kissed your cervix just right, and the way his dick would hit all the sweet spots that would make your knees turn into jelly, you swear that kabukimono knows your body more than you do.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you feel a tight knot in your stomach forming—you’d be cumming for the ‘nth time. you had lost count after the first three, but that doesn’t matter, what matters is that kabukimono’s abusing your hole to the max. and the fact he was going to cum inside you for the millionth time this night.

“so good.. you feel so.. g-good..!”

kabukimono really couldn’t get enough of you and your pussy. it was getting to the point where he started crying and babbling out words.

he pulled out of you, turned you around so that you were laying on your back, spread your legs and plunged back instantly into you.

you let out a high pitched moan, arching your back and bringing your hands to his back and scratching it.

if you wanted to put it simply, he was fucking the air out of your lungs. it felt so good, it was overstimulating and too much for you, yes, but that doesn’t mean the feeling of his cock ramming aggressively into you doesn’t feel good.

kabukimono’s tail was wagging, his ears were perked up, and he just went harder against you, and the more harder he went, the more desperate he was to breed you. to paint your walls completely white with his cum, to fuck his offspring into you. it was a cycle he couldn’t break or get out of.

he wanted many things, but of course, he most especially wanted you. in both ways.

your climax was closing in on you, and it was the same for kabukimono. you cried and moaned nonstop, he buries his head into the crook of your neck and you could feel his tears flowing down to your neck.

“ ‘m wanna breed you s-so bad.. please.. i want to see you with my babies.. please, please, please, please, please…”

he was so desperate to cum in you and breed you to the point he was a sobbing mess. he sucks on your neck, leaving another hickey. his thrusts were incredibly sloppy..

you dig your nails into his back, you let out a scream of pleasure as you have an intense orgasm.

and at the same time, kabukimono cums into you.

his thrusts become a little slower, slower and slower, until he comes to a full stop.

you both pant, kabukimono lays on top of you as his tail calms down. he gives your neck a little kiss and chuckles at you.

“i.. did i.. do good?”

you smile at him, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear and responding at him, your words dripping with honey.

“mhm, you did so good..”

“thank you..” his eyes light up a bit more, and he bites his lower lip.

he pulls out of you slowly and gently, careful as not to hurt you. he carries you and brings you into the bathroom, gently placing you down on the tub.

“would you like warm or cold water?”

you just know you’ll be receiving the best aftercare in the world.

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scaramouche x gn!reader

summary: you start seeing less and less of your lover and more and more of him with someone else.

- 2,522 words and 13,694 characters.

- slight cursing

a/n: sorry for not updating for so long •́ ‿ ,•̀ exams just ended. have this and not a part 2 of my last fic LOL.

9 days, 14 hours, 58 minutes and 2 seconds.

you don't know how you managed to keep track of the time but that's how long since you've seen your boyfriend in the day. if it wasn't for your shared apartment, you might've not even catch a glimpse of him at all.

these days, scaramouche has been coming home late and going out a lot. it's the reason why you've been staying up late night, waiting at the dinner table until he comes home for the dinner you prepared. but everytime he comes home it's already 2 am and the food has gone cold. you even offer to heat it up for him but he's either not hungry, already ate, or tired. but not too tired to go out with his friends it seems. and although you said friends, you're referring to a particular girl he's been spending more time with than anyone else. more time than with you. it didn't take long for you to find out why he's been ditching you. but it has been so long since you knew the reason yet you've done nothing about it.

you still wait at the kitchen table for who knows how long. but you always end up falling asleep, not noticing when he comes home. and the next day when you wake up, he's gone. that's basically your everyday routine. all you do is stay holed up in your shared apartment all alone. you didn't have much friends compared to him since you chose to hang out with him most of the time.

10 days, 2 hours, 4 minutes and 31 seconds.

it's late at night when scaramouche just entered the apartment. fortunately, you woke up almost immediately after hearing the door unlock. you fell asleep on the table, once again. and before scaramouche could even enter his bedroom, you called out his name.

"wait! scara..!" you still feel groggy from just waking up but you couldn't miss this chance. the chance to confront him. he stops in his tracks and slowly turns his head into your direction.

"what? be quick, i'm tired." scara replies. he was never the warm type of person, but he was also never this cold. you've never heard him speak in a tone like this. cold as ice. hearing him speak like that made you hesitate and even more nervous than you already were.

you nervously speak up,

"w-well, you know these days i've been thinking... you might be spending too much time with your friends and a girl i've been seeing you with. because we've barely hung out together compared to you and your friends." you finally confront of him. hoping he would understand how you feel, just like how you understand that he can have other friends as well.

"because of that, it's been really... lonely. I really don't wanna sound dramatic but maybe we could-"

"you are though." you internally flinch. before you could even finish what you were gonna say, scaramouche interrupted you. "you're being so dramatic y/n! can't i hang out with my friends?! you think you're the only one i have?! archons, there's so many people out there better than you! you're being so possesive."

you? possesive? is he being for real? are you wrong for wanting to spend time with your lover? his words keep echoing in your mind. 'dramatic, better than you, possesive.' you wanted to fight back and defend yourself. but, you wouldn't. you couldn't. you knew that he has other people to rely on too but who knew it would hurt this much when it's being said to you directly. what you didn't know is that he would choose to rely on them over you. now you look like a blind fool, who only saw the truth right now. the truth to his feelings. 'is that how he thinks of me?' you were stunned. too hurt to speak. but you snapped out of your daze once you felt something wet rolling down your face. a tear. you were, crying. crying for a guy who you knew you don't deserve. but you couldn't help it. all you could do now is wipe your tears.

"s-scara no- i'm sorry," what for? why do you need to apologize? "how about i join you with your friends instead? that way we both cou-"

"pfft." scaramouche tried holding his laughter. keyword: tried. he fails. bursting into a fit of laughter. "you? join us? tsk. don't make a joke like that, seriously... i don't need anybody to embarrass me infront of my friends. i told you, i'm too tired for this shit." and just like that, scara entered his room. leaving you all alone at the kitchen table, once again. you covered your mouth, hoping he wouldn't hear your muffled whimpers as you try to not to burst into tears. rushing to your own bedroom just after scara went to his.

you couldn't hold it in anymore. you broke down, tears streaming down from your eyes, too fast to wipe. you couldn't stop crying when you remember the things he had just said. but that wasn't the main reason as to why you were breaking down. sure, the hurtful words were a part of it but it was mostly because of the fact that, ...you know your worth. and you're worth more than this, and you deserve better. but you can't bring yourself to just... let go of him. you hate it that you wouldn't move on. that you couldn't move on.

8 days, 16 hours, 18 minutes and 20 seconds since that incident.

ever since that day you and scara has distanced even further. only seeing each other at night. barely. you told him how you felt and you didn't expect an outcome like this. you figured that you should treat yourself to something nice. you decide to go to the arcade. it was an arcade where you and scara would sometimes go to after class. it wasn't the best place to take a break at, considering you still think of him here, but atleast you were able to relax a bit. surprisingly, you managed to win something at the claw machine! it cheered you up when you remember the amount of times you spent money on rigged claw machines and end up getting nothing. maybe you should go to the arcade more. specifically on bad days. ironically, you're luckier on days where you feel like the unluckiest person ever.

just as you were about to get the prize you won, you saw something, no- scratch that, someone, out of the corner of your eye. someone you really didn't want to see. but still, you looked. your gaze lingered on him. you couldn't help but stare at scaramouche. your lover was right there. right there with another girl. is he cheating? is he leaving me? replacing me? you start overthinking, especially when you remember your last interaction with him. green hair, olive eyes. she's pretty too... maybe scara was right. maybe you were possesive... because right now you're feeling a lot of things. anger? sadness? jealousy? whatever it is --it doesn't feel good. while you were out here feeling like shit, scaramouche right now had the biggest smile on his face. with someone else, he looked so... happy. the smile on his face however, wasn't new to you. seeing it made you reminisce about the past. when you both were still happy together.

"scara! h-hey!-"

you both were walking at the side walk on the way home from school. it felt as if it was just yesterday when this happened. scara was teasing you, smudging ice cream on your face after you both bought some.

"ah- stop it!!"

scara didn't stop, he started laughing. he burst into laughter. and instead of being mad at him for teasing you again, you felt oddly comforted. was it because of his smile? seeing him so happy with you? whatever the reason was, you're just glad he's happy. and so you couldn't help but laugh along with him.

and right now, you're seeing the same memory again. but it's him,

...with someone else.

he's laughing with someone else. doing the same teasing to someone else. being so happy, with someone else.

it hurts.

and it hurts even more when you see that you won matching keychains. there's a pang on your chest and you can't explain the feeling. all you know is that you get this feeling when you see him being okay without you. while you're here suffering without him. it's unfair. you know your worth, and you deserve better. maybe... you should really move on.

so you've promised yourself, --you won't chat him, call him, prepare food for him, wait for him to get home. to think you would change yourself this much because of scara when he wouldn't change a single thing for you. but, it's for the better. now you're both avoiding each other.

15 days, 16 hours, 59 minutes and 58 seconds.

you managed to not interact with him as much for this long. things were awkward for the both of you, keeping replies short with each other. you think if other people saw you both they wouldn't even suspect the idea that you both are lovers. but hey, you kept your promise intact. fortunately, you haven't seen him at all for the past few days, not even a glimpse of him- ...yet.

as you were walking back home, you passed by you and scara's old spot. it was yours and scara's usual spot. it was somewhere near your shared apartment with him, an overlooking hill, where you could see the whole city. it was a place you both went to for a breath of fresh air. some memories quickly popped into your mind but you didn't wanna remember anything about it. not anymore. but it was only now that you noticed two figures on the spot. one was... from the silhouette you could already tell it was scara, but you still took a better look to confirm it and just as you suspected, it was him. now, the other figure was... the same girl again.

you're starting to hate the color green because of seeing her too much with him, although, you do feel slightly guilty 'cause you haven't even spoken to her once yet you feel like this. but still, you hate the color purple even more. it was the color of his hair, his eyes, and you were pretty sure it was his favorite color seeing how much his room is filled with it. because of him... you're hating a lot of things, including the fact that he looked so majestic right now. the wind blowing down on his face, his hair flowing with the air, his face leaning closer and closer to the girl's lips,...

as they kissed.

you watched as scara and the girl's lips touched each other's. it's a bit embarrassing to say but scara has never kissed you on the lips. was he saving it for a special moment like this? the atmosphere for them must have felt romantic. but right now, you feel like it's getting hard to breathe, the air around you is heavy, and your vision is getting blurry. ever since scara and you had distanced, you already knew at some point something like this would occur. but it still hurts. so much.

the dam broke.

tears started flooding down from your eyes. you cover your mouth, hoping the two of them wouldn't hear your sobs. your gaze fell downward. you couldn't bear to look at him again, it'll just break you even more. it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. and you start to think that maybe scara has never even loved you from the very beginning. maybe he was always more than friends with that girl. always ditching you for her, being this intimate with her, and at your personal spot with him too. looking back to your most precious moments with him, you really are a blind fool. you thought you were special. when in reality, he'd replace you the moment you do something he doesn't like.

and so, you break your promise. you take your phone out from your pocket. scrolling for a long while through your contacts. it was only now that you realize how long you actually didn't chat him. you finally find his name. 'scara♡'. you quickly cleared his nickname and started typing. even though your eyes were growing blurry from tears, you still tried to finish typing. albeit, with difficulty, you click send.

"scaramluche, we shoudl bresk up."

you didn't care if it had so much typos, you just wanted to get it over with. you tried staying loyal to him, for a long time. despite all of his complaints and how hard it was to breathe around him, you still endured. but a person could only take too much until they break.

you waited for a few minutes until the two of them finally left your spot. it was where you always went to when you needed a breathe of fresh air, so you went and sat there. watching the city lights, gazing at the sky, breathing this fresh air. this is what you need. no matter how many times you come to this place, the scenery always takes your breathe away. even though scaramouche was just here awhile ago, you couldn't even think about him right now. you wouldn't.

and for the first time in a while, you felt... relaxed. you felt calm. the air around you finally felt light, it was easier to breathe. now it's just you and yourself again. you were used to being alone in the confinements of your shared apartment, but this... feels different. you are alone, but you felt free. you aren't chained down to bothersome worries and doubts anymore.

going back to your shared apartment that day was difficult for you. but from then on, you knew things were gonna get better, so you held on. scaramouche didn't even bat an eye to the boxes lying around on your room. he didn't even care about the fact that your closet was getting emptier and emptier through the days. but that's good. because just like how he neglects you, you won't let yourself be bothered by him anymore.

and alas, the day comes where you finally move out. you went far enough to even ask the landlord if you could move in early. this is the beginning of your life without any problems. without any of him. scaramouche is blocked on all of your socials, he wouldn't know a thing about your whereabouts even if he tried to look for you. because you know a lot of things about him when he doesn't even know where you work.

you finished setting up your bed at your new apartment. you hastily scrambled onto the bed, lying down on your back. your whole body instantly felt relaxed and the only thing you could think about is that you don't regret doing this. you think that maybe this was really what you needed. a break from him, being freed from doubts and worries. you truly did the right choice of moving out, and...

33 days, 21 hours, 5 minutes and 10 seconds.

...moving on.

#genshin impact #genshin angst #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #rai! ✍️#scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche angst #wanderer x reader #scaramouche genshin impact #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader #scara x reader #exams are over #genshin oneshots

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kvnis · 2 months

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Obsessed with ur work ohmygod

May i request :)

How about your bf scara saves u from bullies and when u two get home he fucks the hell out of u to make u feel better about the bullies 🤭🤭

౨ৎ ﹒i love you , don’t believe me ?

── ୨୧：sub!reader x dom!scaramouche

୨୧﹑ synopsis :; you’re so fixated on the mindset of scaramouche not loving you, all because of some insignificant bullies? fine then, let him prove that he loves you.

୨୧﹑ genre :; smut, nsfw

୨୧﹑ cw :; fem!reader, established relationship, creampie, marking/biting, fingering, hair pulling, not proofread.

﹒notes ! ⸜⸜ hihi , i’ve not had a lot of motivation recently, but i managed to finish this after days and hours of procrastination!

you were currently walking back to your house, hand in hand with scaramouche. there were slight tears in your eyes that slowly cascaded down your cheeks in minimal amounts. you looked at the back of his head, admiring the way his hair swayed in the wind.

he squeezes your hand, pulling you more to his side and you almost stumble over your own two feet. you huff, keeping up with his pace.

your mind keeps glancing back to the situation just a couple hours before. you had practically been cornered up against a wall, having no way to escape whilst you practically got berated for no reason. you only managed to get away once scaramouche intervened, yet he couldn’t have prevent their thoughts from infecting your mind.

were you really not up to scaramouche’s tastes? did he even like you? you couldn’t help but frown, his cold nature made everything seem unreadable to you, so you couldn’t decipher the truth from the lies.

you didn’t even realise you were physically frowning until you felt a pinch on your cheek.

“what’s that face for?” scaramouche asks you, clearly referring to your gloomy expression.

you shake your head in dismissal, shrugging him off and saying that everything was fine. he just leaves the topic with an unenthusiastic ‘tch’.

you both eventually arrive at your home, and you unlock the door shakily before walking in. a sigh escapes your slightly parted lips, and you make a move to return to your room.

scaramouche knew how this went; you’d go up to your room, ignore anything and everything and just sleep your troubles away. so, before you even left his range, his arm darted out to grab you by the waist, guiding you down to the couch.

“talk.” he looks at you bluntly, clearly knowing that something was up. he was too observant, and that was probably the only thing you detested about him.

you fidgeted with your sleeves, before deciding to just come clean. “some of the… things they said… i’m starting to question whether they were true or not.”

scaramouche tilts his head at you, observing every little motion you made. he wasn’t missing any details. “what type of things were they saying?”

“they were saying things like… like how you wouldn’t like someone like me…” your face begins to drop to the ground, before scaramouche almost lovingly grabs your jaw, shifting closer to you and easing you down onto the couch with his body.

he shakes his head, his free hand going to your waist and squeezing roughly. he looks at you with disbelief. “and you were stupid enough to believe them?”

you face contorts into a frown, slightly embarrassed. you were so easily manipulated by your peers, and it made scaramouche tease you relentlessly. however, this time, he seemed quite comforting about it.

he chuckles under his breath at your reaction, kissing your forehead and cheek, before trailing down to press his lips against yours.

it was quick and hard to realise it had even happened. if you blinked, you would’ve probably missed it.

“you’re so naive… so gullible,” his hands move to the waistband of your pants, fingers dipping into the band of your underwear while he’s at it. “do you really need me to show you how much i love you?”

you stiffen slightly as he tugs your bottoms down with one swift go, and you’re shocked at the urgency of his advances. you writhed slightly, feeling him already run his fingers over your clothed folds. you were getting wetter by the minute, your slick almost soaking through the fabric entirely. it immediately makes your face flare up with even more embarrassment.

he begins to kiss down your neck, occasionally licking, just to gauge your reaction. every time he does, you flinch belatedly, almost like your brain was taking twice the time to process all the stimulation.

his fingers eagerly pull your panties off and to the side, only to impatiently shove two fingers inside your dripping hole. you almost instantaneously clench around him, biting your lip as a soft moan escapes you.

“i don’t love you… hm?” his breath brushes the shell of your ear, lips barely grazing the nerves. you felt as if you were on fire as he began to make a scissoring motion with his fingers, stretching out your hole for him. “then, what’s this i’m doing…?”

your breathing staggers, feeling the cold drag of his digits inside of you. you whimper as a response, too timid to say anything in reply.

as his fingers work inside of you, scaramouche begins to palm his growing erection. he was growing hard, simply by hearing your soft moans, whimpers and the amount of slick now coating his fingers. he pulls them out, watching a string connecting the tips of his fingers to your hole stretch out before breaking.

your hips jerk up as his clothed cock grinds up against your sopping pussy, desperately chasing the hot friction. you closely watch him with half lidded eyes as he slips off his pants, revealing his length for you. you were now hyperaware of everything around you, feeling the way he breathed against your neck, the way his hands burned their imprint into your thighs as he spread them. it sent your mind into overdrive, overcoming your senses and making you want more of him.

he rests his hands on your hips, slowly pushing his entire length into you. his lips press against yours, silencing your cries as he bottoms out. the feeling of your cunt immediately clenching down on him so needily almost makes him cum on the spot.

his hips languidly pulls his length out of you, until only the tip is splitting you open, before pressing back inside. he admires the sounds you make, the soft, panting breath escaping against his lips. the subtle way your thighs twitch around his waist makes him chuckle out breathily, the warmth fanning against your face.

his pace eventually speeds up, turning from slow grinds into deliberate slams, evidently making you moan out, each and every single time. he always knew the ways in how to turn you limp below him, the ways to make you crumble weakly with each of his thrusts.

a hand rests on the side of your neck, tilting your head with his thumb to make you look at him in the eyes. you eyes are slightly glassy, and when you blink a fresh tear rolls down your temple. his thumb immediately brushes it away, giving you a soothing kiss on the cheek.

“don’t cry, why are you crying?” he lets out an amusing exhale, watching you open your mouth to speak, but only sounds of pleasure coming out. “i love you, you know? dunno how you’re so stupid to think otherwise...”

his words of affection makes heat swell in your gut, and he takes note on the way your hole clenches and unclenches around him. his eyes teasingly narrow at you, glancing down to observe the state of your folds.

you look down alongside him, but you don’t stare for long as your flustered from how wet you are, the lewd sounds reaching your ears. however, you couldn’t deny the way it turned you on. it was awfully shameful, yet you didn’t have to look twice at scaramouche for him to know exactly what was going through your mind. he knew you too well for that.

his thrusts grow harder, faster, deeper, until your body is twitching and begging for release. he was hitting just the right spots inside of you, making your eyes roll and your fists tighten into his hair. you writhe, feeling an approaching orgasm. it’s almost laughable, how he was able to reduce you to such a sight with minimal effort.

he drags his lips along your skin, letting himself take indulgence in the unmarked skin of your shoulder. he eyes you, taking a fold of skin into his mouth and sucking up multiple marks, until your whole shoulder was his own personal canvas, blooming in beautiful marks of red and purple.

you gasp, head getting thrown back at the added sensations. your eyes flutter closed, a loud whine escaping your mouth as you approach your peak. your hands bunch up and tug at his hair, grasping for anything to keep you composed.

your mind goes numb, riddled with pleasure as you came, gushing all around his cock and coating it in another layer of your slick. a proud smirk reaches scaramouches face as he watches your cunt suck him in impossibly deeper while you orgasmed. he shallowly fucked you through it, giving you time to compose yourself before pulling you closer, pressing his hips flush to yours.

he continued his movements against you, letting his lips brush against yours ever so often. a moan exits your slightly parted lips as you gasp for air, sucking your teeth as he brings back the roughness in his thrusts, not caring that you just came. he was determined to make you cum as many times as possible in one night.

“pfft, ‘i don’t love you’, huh?” he scoffs, looking into your watery eyes with his own lust-stricken ones. “how could you think that shit when i make you cum like this?”

you look at him with a pout, before replying to him with a simple hum. all doubts in your mind have been thoroughly removed, and the only thing in your mind was how good he was making you feel right now.

you whip your head to the right, letting his lips gain comfort in the crook of your neck. his tongue swirls its imprint into your flesh, occasionally sucking just to throw you off guard. every time he does you writhe, making his grip on your thighs tighten.

he pushes one of your thighs up to your chest, bending it and manipulating it to throw it over his shoulder, enabling him to thrust his cock deeper into your sensitivity. your noises gradually increase in pitch, and it’s not long before your cumming around his length again. your body flushed numbly, twitching as the crest of your pleasure washes over you. your head lolls limply, and you try to catch your breath as he groans in your ear. the noise did not help with your arousal right now.

you were exhausted, and you firmly believe you can’t go another round. your legs were trembling in his grip as you looked at him with pleading, heavy lids.

“don’t worry, ‘m almost done…” scaramouche mutters into your ear, breathing heavily as he twitches inside of you, feeling his impending orgasm. his bangs were sticking to his forehead, and he uses your neck to latch onto in order to cover up—what he viewed to be embarrassing—his noises.

he moans into your flesh, before the rhythm of his hips falters and he releases inside of you, filling your walls with his sticky cum. you feel the warmth spill inside of you, your wettened lashes glancing over to his face, which he lifted from your neck with an exhale. you could see the flush on his cheeks and the slight sweat on his skin.

his eyes lock onto yours, and he gives you a smirk. he doesn’t pull out; instead, he lifts you by the waist and sits back on the couch, making you straddle him.

he firmly grips your cheeks, not letting you slack out on your shared eye contact. he searches your eyes, sifting through every shred of emotion shown through your pupils. he pulls you down so your lips just barely brushed, before speaking.

“still think i don’t love you?” he looks you up and down, taking in your spend form. he felt a mix of his cum and yours leaking out of your hole, tightening his grip on your cheeks at the feeling. you wince and end up shaking your head.

“n-no…” you meekly admit, thighs trembling around his lap. “it’s just—”

“forget about them.” he snaps quickly, using his free hand to guide your hips up his length, before slamming your body down. you moan out, squeezing your eyes shut and letting your head face downward, hair falling to cover your face. he brushes your hair out of your face, roughly squeezing your cheeks. “‘cause i’m not done yet. gonna fuck that brain of yours silly…”

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HI HI HELLO! I saw ur cat n mouse gamr for Wriothesley and loved the idea so much! I would like to request f! Reader x wanderer (genshin) playing a cat n mouse game as well hehe. And if you dont mind please do write more on the smut part I am very curious on how itll play out 🫢 TY!

CAT & MOUSE 2 !

character pairing: wanderer / scaramouche x f!reader

warnings: smut, degradation(use of 'slut, whore') + a little praise, oral (m!receiving), cat & mouse game, slight bondage (ropes🤭)

a/n: Hi~, apologies for such a late response :(. had to get some sort of inspo flowing. i'm glad you enjoyed, & hope you enjoy this one even more <3.

"where are you, slut." wanderer's tone echos throughout the house.

you're hiding - hiding, being bratty, as usual. getting your boyfriend all riled up, only to leave him to deal with his boner himself.

not this time, though. it seems you've gotten him a little too riled up today.

you slap a hand over your mouth when you hear his shoes against the hardwood floor, hoping he doesn't find you.

now you're realizing its foolish - and your hiding place doesn't make it any better. under the bed, really?

"come out, come out, wherever you are.." he calls again, obviously teasing you. hes so close, so near, yet you don't have sight of him.

the adrenaline rush is addictive. it's probably the main reason you're doing this to begin with. the rush of hiding, and the chance of being caught, and fucked to oblivion?

its addicting.

you notice it goes quiet. it doesnt seem like the wanderer is walking anymore, nor is he calling for you.

theres only one conclusion you can come to when this occurs.

and before you know it, you're yanked up by your ankles and pinned to the ground.

you've been caught.

you fight him, for the fun of it. to give him a hard time, not that you want to win. not necessarily. the whole point is to get under his skin.

finally, he gets you under control, and thats when you notice a rope being held between his teeth. he holds your hands above your head with one hand, while with the other, he works to tie your wrists together.

"scara - let's talk about this!" you whine, only adding fuel to the fire. you knew he wouldn't wanna talk - why would he?

without a word, he throws you onto the bed you once were taking cover under. "not another word, you hear me?" he demands. "say anything more, and I'll stuff that pretty mouth with my cock."

your eyes narrow, analyzing his. lust swirls in his pupils, a gaze of daggers stabbing you. though, despite the betting stare he's giving, you take it as an opportunity to provoke him more.

"well, if you're so bold, do it-"

you're basically cut off at the last syllable of your sentence when he moves you off the bed. his grip is harsh on your waist, and you were on the ground before you knew it.

"open your mouth," he says in a haste, unbuckling his pants and fiddling with his zipper.

"wha-"

"open. your. fucking. mouth." he demands, stroking the bud of precum over his cock as he waits. you let your tongue fall out of your mouth, mouth wide, awaiting to be filled by his cock.

not taking more than a minute, he shoves his cock down your throat, immediately fucking you.

"you," he pants, the warmth of your throat hitting him like a truck. like a pressure he never knew he needed for the minute. "fuckin' slut. always rilin' me up n', shit."

he continues to shove himself down your throat, your gags filling the otherwise quiet house. he grabs a harsh fistful of your hair and your hands go to massage his balls, tempting him to cum down your throat.

his head tilts back. "god, damnit. you're sucha little slut, fuck, taking my cock like a good little girl. mmh, g'na let me cum down your slutty little throat? huh?"

you attempt to moan in response, the tightening gesture throwing scaramouche over the edge, filling your throat with his seed.

he waits for you to finish sucking every little bit off his cock before moving you to the bed. "good little slut, you must like to be used." he mumbles, turning you over on your stomach and arching your back. "g'na treat you how you want, yeah? like the little whore you love to be."

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