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mutievv · 1 month
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meowanian · 28 days
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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ pottery date with your boyfriend, scaramouche.
genre: fluff
pairings: scaramouche x gender neutral reader
warnings: sexual jokes, scara is referred as kunikuzushi.
“…now get some water in your hands and place it around the clay…” the teacher said as she show how to give shape to the clay.
“it feels weird,” your boyfriend whispered in annoyance.
“sshhh,” you hushed to him. “listen to the teacher.”
“…you learned how to make a mug, you can try it yourself. you can do any kind of mug you can think of…”
after the learning how to shape clay, you two started to do it your own.
“kuni, don’t squeeze too hard, it will break the clay…” you warned your boyfriend and showed him with care.
“now make it long…we will press it down in the middle after to give it a mug shape…” you said and placed your hands on his.
you felt close to him, so close that you could smell his cologne and feel his warmth. your cheeks got warm with shyness.
“y/n?” he turned his head to you and called your name.
“hmm?” you hummed, still lost in the feeling.
“it got too long…”
“huh?” his warning made you snap to reality. “oh my god, sorry kuni-”
“it looks like my dick,” he said and looked at the clay with disgust.
“well…yours is not that long-”
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yuyinesque · 20 days
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everyone stfu rn — an alternative universe where dottore didn't stuff kabukimono with niwa's heart for his sick pleasure. instead of feeling his flutter incessantly and embarrassingly, his chest resembles the sounds of a running computer monitor LMFAOOOO. he's a mechanical puppet, after all. the more flustered he is, the louder it gets, and you'd think he's malfunctioning with the way it runs with you.
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kabukimono didn't know what it was at first; it worried him a little, but the thrilling rush of emotions inundated him to the point where he didn't even care anymore. it's loud, but... not detrimental. besides, even though it's loud and humiliating, you found it adorable, didn’t you? you even compared it to heart beats or arrhythmic palpitations, which not only induced the poor puppet's desire for a heart, but his infatuation towards you.
unfortunately, scaramouche would deny every single whirling motion in his chest cavity; he even considered getting that specific trait removed by dottore himself a plethora of times. he'd gaslight you into believing that you're creating delusions in that pretty little head of yours, and as he ponders about that "pretty little head" of yours, his chest does that little thing again. just what is that ridiculous attribute mocking him at every given moment with you?
whereas wanderer would bluntly and condescendingly deny the fact that it's there, or even brushes it off as a part of his programming. by now, he accepted what it was, but still wouldn't tell you the specifics (even though he had a feeling that you knew anyway). instead, he insists that you should "figure it out yourself" while pushing your head towards his chest with a cheeky chuckle, allowing you to listen to the unidentifiable noise buzz louder and louder.
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I WANNA WRITE SUM BASED ON THIS EUUUGHH help me.
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shotosjupiter · 3 months
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HEARTLESS LOVE (LET ME LOVE YOU.)
࣪𖤐 sypnosis... kunikuzushi is not accustomed to the feeling of love. how will he go about dealing with those feelings when you're always around?
࣪𖤐 note. i haven't wrote in forever so - there's that warning! i refer to scaramouche as kunikuzushi instead of scaramouche! 1.5k words.
࣪𖤐 tags. scaramouche x reader, slight angst (scara's feelings) but overall very fluffy and romantic!
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KUNIKUZUSHI had never experienced this feeling before. He had, of course, experienced many emotions and feelings throughout the course of his long, half a century life but never this. Kunikuzushi has experienced the feeling of anger, rage, heartbreak, betrayal, and hurt above all. He was well-versed with these emotions, he had reveled in these emotions in another life. But this, this bruising feeling had nearly enraptured his very being. 
He felt it within the cavity in his chest, the place where a heart should be beating, strongly. This yearning, this aching. It was akin to the desire of wanting a gnosis; to want wholly because perhaps then finally he would find his purpose, his meaning. And yet, it was deeper than that. Your existence meant more than that. You were more multifaceted than simply being the person of his desires. He knew that better than anyone that existence was no longer something that was whittled down to one trait. He knew, and yet. 
Perhaps he was just feeling ill - yes, that was it. He was just under the weather, never mind the fact that his synthetic puppet body was not able to get sick (not to his knowledge at least). The warmth that circulated from his cheeks to his ears was simply a fever he had caught, even though he only ever experienced it when you would look at him with stars in your eyes. The anxiety he felt when he saw you becoming very close with someone else was simply just upturned nausea from food he had eaten earlier, yes. The chest palpitations he felt in his very void chest was perhaps just simply a by-factor of his body wearing down over the ages. 
At least - that’s what he tried to tell himself. He wasn’t quite sure how long these… symptoms were ongoing for but he had only become aware of them - and their meaning - merely two weeks ago. 
He prided himself on the fact that even if he was experiencing the weakness of feeling these symptoms, emotions, feelings, at least he was able to keep them confidential. You would never even see the difference in how he acted then and now.
…Right? 
Kunikuzushi is repeating the mantra over and over that you haven’t the foggiest clue about his inner emotional turmoil when he bumps right into you. 
There’s a low fluttering in his abdomen that feels vaguely as if he’s being tossed around upside down and around when he meets your glittering eyes. The smile you reward him with doesn’t seem to help his cause either - he swears the feeling of crystalflies in his stomach isn’t something that was a regular symptom before. 
Add ‘about to throw up when in their vicinity’ to the list then, he grumbles internally. 
He factors in the fact that you’re talking to him about something, but the words were lost in the rush of adrenaline and nerves that were rushing through his ears. You looked oh-so pretty while you talked, with your hands waving around to make your point all the more there but then - 
“What do you think, Kunikuzushi ?” 
He blinked. He hadn’t been paying attention to what you were saying in the least. It was in no disrespect to you, but he was a little… distracted to say the least. 
“No.” That was a safe answer, right?
“You don’t want to go for lunch together?”
Apparently it was not a safe answer. He balked at your response and waved his hands around, trying to explain, “No. Well - yes. Yes, I do want to go but, I didn’t mean-”
He’s cut off by the sound of your laughter and he can’t help the smile that’s itching onto his face. Once you stop giggling, you nod to him and confirm when to meet him for lunch. You walk off afterwards, declaring that there was much work you had to do in order to have a stress-free lunch. 
Kunikuzushi lets out a sigh of relief at your departure. Hands covering his face, he screws his eyes shut as he replays the encounter that just happened. He really needs to get his shit together. 
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His moments of embarrassment did not end there, much to Kunikuzushi’s dismay. At lunch, he had believed he was going strong. The restaurant was your choice, with a homey and warm environment with two bowls of hot soup ladened with noodles as your choices for lunch. He had just finished his bowl, setting down his chopsticks, when you had reached over from across the table and tucked strands of his hair behind his ear. 
His chopsticks had dropped down onto the table in a clatter and his head snapped up at you, ears slowly developing into an ombre of red. But you seemed unbothered by it at all and had gone back to tucking into your noodles, as if you had done nothing at all. 
A few days later, he was in the Akademiya library helping you find a book to help you further conduct your research. The library was his favorite place in the whole Akademiya - with its mosaic of stained glass on the roof letting in filtered colored light, the shelves upon shelves of old books, and most of all, sustained silence. Kunikuzushi reveled in the library. 
He was just coming back to you with three books when you appear in front of him, in the narrow passageway between bookshelves. You slip past behind him, letting your hands touch around his waist in order to effectively move past him, muttering a kind “Excuse me,” as you walk past. 
Yet again, he’s left feeling flustered, this time with the ghost of your hands still on his waist. He remains silent and quietly walks back to the desk which has a plethora of books sprawled all over. He scoffs at his nerves and dedicates himself back to the books in front of him. He was not so weak as to completely crumple from such a miniature gesture. His feelings were stronger than that, in fact. 
(He yearned to feel the touch of your hands, once more.)
His last and final moment of embarrassment was late at night. The two of you were sprawled across the grass, near a small hill next to one of the Akademiya buildings. It was dark, past any time to be awake with the only noises outside being the sounds of crickets and your rhythmic breathings. The grass left a nice sensation across his bare hands and arms as Kunikuzushi counted the exhales you exuded. 
The stars were bright that night. He could see the constellations of Andromeda and Cassiopeia, and was just about to point them out when you had turned towards him calling his name out softly. 
“Hm?” He prompted. 
“You’ve been different lately. Why?” You were always prompt and direct when it came to confrontation. However, he could tell from the way you were imploringly searching his eyes that this was something that had been bothering you for as long as it had bothered him. 
He let out a sigh. He wasn’t quite sure how to go about this. He clutched blades of grass beneath his fingers, pulling them out of the ground. Avoiding your eyes, he started, “I am no   god. I am no god, and it is evident from how I yearn for you so desperately. I want you. I feel for you, I feel for you romantically and-” He takes a deep breath, despite not needing one. 
“I would like for you to give me a chance. To prove I have purpose, to prove I can make you feel happy. Let me love you.” He whispers the last sentence as if it was a thought that  barely escaped his soul. 
Kunikuzushi finally looks up to your eyes, this time his eyes doing the searching. Your hands reach out to cradle his face, and he can feel whatever synthetic heart he has within him soften. He reaches up to cover your hands with his when you whisper, “You are no god and yet I love you as if it is worship, Kunikuzushi. I will let you love me if only you allow me the same.” 
He realizes he doesn’t know how to process this. Kunikuzushi never imagined that you felt what he felt. That you felt the intensity of this feeling. He felt the trail of something liquid going down his cheeks, tears, he realized, as he nodded vehemently. “Yes. Yes, I’ve never wanted something more.” 
You leave a small kiss upon his forehead as he holds you close to his chest, hands trembling that he can touch you like this. He has never felt more bliss than in this moment. 
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ventisweetheart · 2 years
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''You don't love me anymore''
Scaramouche x Female!Reader Genre: Angst, hurt/comfortish?? Warnings: Mentions of blood, cussing, scaramouche being a meanie, not proof read, kidnapping, wound mention, let me know if I missed something! Author's Note: This was requested by my lovely cousin :> The request is here I think this might be my longest fic yet, I am kinda proud of it. (and yes this is before he had his new update)
''Archons, you are so annoying. You never leave me the fuck alone!'' Scaramouche says, slamming his pen on his desk.
''Well maybe if you didn't stay out working all the time I wouldn't have to be like this, Kuni. You never give me attention anymore, you almost never talk to me anymore, you come home late everyday and when you do you either go straight to bed or you sit in this office and do stupid 'paper work' the whole time! It's not my fault I miss my boyfriend.'' You trying stating in a calm manner but, it's almost impossible with the lump forming in your throat, while you try to keep the tears from spewing from your eyes.
He seemed almost offended by this statement. The expression on his face gets worse, the crease between his eye brows deepening, his eyes, almost as if they are holding a tight grasp on your figure, full of rage and annoyance. ''Did you just say that I don't give you enough attention?'' He scoffs. ''EVERYTHING THAT I DO IS FOR YOU, FOR US-'' He takes a deep breath before speaking once again
''You are such a selfish, filthy piece of shit. I don't have any use for you anyway, so why do you care?''
That's not true. He knows it's not true. You are not in anyway the slightest bit selfish. You have been by his side when no one else was, you didn't see his as a bad person because of his actions and his past. You saw him as something not many did. You saw him as human and nothing less. He never understood why you were so kind to him, even now. You are barely yelling at him, you are still being kind to him, why?
''You are such a selfish, filthy piece of shit.I don't have any use for you anyway..'' Those words keep repeating in your head again and again. He didn't mean it, right? He didn't mean it, he didn't mean it, he didn't- it wasn't long before the tears you were trying to hold in leave your eyes. You try to wipe the tears away but you can't get it to stop. He has always thrown small remarks at you and picked on you but, it has never been this bad. He has never spoken to you in such a way before and you have never been more taken back by one of his rude comments. This one felt real. It felt like he really ment it. The way he looked at you while he said it, the tone he used, his hands flat on the desk.
You mumble a soft 'sorry' while you take a few steps back from his figure, eventually storming out of his office. Your job here is done, he doesn't need you anymore, he's tired of you- he doesn't love you anymore.
Or so you thought.
With eyes blurred from the nonstop flow of tears, you weakly push the front door open and start to head for Chinju Forest. It a place where you usually like to go. The flowers that grow rapidly and the soft soil underneath your feet, to you it's a calming place to be.
After a while of sprinting and getting odd looks from people in the city, you arrive safely. You begin walking on some trails you found and smiled at the presents of the fluorescent flowers. You pick one from a bundle in a bush and brush over the gentle petals with the pad of your index finger, while looking down at the flower you harshly bump into something in front of you.
You quickly look up and you are met with a tall, and muscular man. You weren't sure what it was but you immediately had a bad feeling. Something about the way he was presented. He seemed intimidating.
''Well, what's a pretty little lady doing out here all by her self?'' He says while bending down to meet your eyes, even though you weren't as short as he tried to make you look.
''Oh.. I apologize for bumping into you but, I really need to get going. It's getting pretty dark out here.'' You say almost rushing your words, you wanted to get out of there as soon as you could, something wasn't right. Looking past him, you being taking small steps to get by but you are soon stopped with his long, bulky arm wrapping around your figure, your eyes widen.
''Hey now, I could use a buddy ya know. Let's talk for a while yeah? Follow me'' The man says this with a smirk on his face but you can tell he is on the edge of annoyance. His grip on you tightens. This is where you begin to panic. You try to wiggle out of his grasp but it only gets tighter, until eventually he is using bother arms to keep you in place of his hold. You let out screams of ''Let me go'' and ''Don't touch me'' and pleas for help from anyone else who might be around. It wasn't long until your vision gets blurry again, and this time not from tears. You then see nothing but black and the noise around you gets muffled.
Scaramouche looks up from his paper, to look out the window. He notices that it is now dark outside. Where the hell is she? He thinks as he draws the curtains. You're not still mad at him, right? Was he too harsh? What if you finally left him? What if you never come back? What if-
*Knock knock*
His thoughts are soon interrupted by heavy knock at his office door. Ah that must be you! He opens the door with a slight smile on his face, ready to greet you but, that smile is wiped right off his face when he sees it isn't you. There instead in one of his agents. Kind of surprised of why he would be here at this hour he shows an expression of confusion.
''My Lord, I got the message that the papers are due in the morning.'' Scaramouche rolls his eyes at this statement almost dismissing the agent but, something comes to mind.
''Go look for y/n and don't ask any questions. Make sure to tell the other agents as well, if you don't find her by midnight, it's not going to look good for either of you.'' The agent rapidly nods his head and leaves the presence of Scaramouche. He closes the door and sits back in his desk chair with a sigh, all while his anxiety starts to get the best of him. He spends the rest of his time intently staring down the clock.
12:01
It's one minute over 12?! And they still haven't found you? Unacceptable. He storms out of his office, to the agents.
''Where the hell is she?''
''W-we came were coming back to say that we couldn't f-find her my Lord but, we-'' The agent was quickly cut off by a punch to the face.
''Now, who's next? Not following my orders? How dare you?'' Scaramouche is full of rage, it's written all over his face, he is even angrier than he looked when the two of you were fighting. He leaves and heads for the city.
It might not seem like it but he's scared. He's terrified that you're gone, that you don't love him any longer. He's frantically searching high and low and every corner of the city. An agent comes running up to him, stopping at a halt in front of him, almost out of breath.
''My Lord! We got told that y/n was last seen going into Chinju Forest. We searched part of the area, we noticed there was a picked flower left on one of the trails.'' States the agent.
Of course. Chinju Forest was one of your favorite places to roam. Why didn't he think of that sooner? But he is then met with another fear. What if something bad happened to you? All because he got mad at you for trying to get his attention. This is bad. He says nothing and starts dashing to the Forest. At this point, he doesn't care who's watching at the moment. He needs to know that you're okay.
You slowly open your eyes, you feel a sharp pain gradually getting worse on your head as you become for aware of your surroundings. It seems that you're still in Chinju Forest, and you're alone so maybe you can make a run for it. You try to move but, you can't.. You look down to see that you're tied to a tree with thick rope around your shoulders, feet, and torso. You're weak, you're in pain, you don't know what to do anymore. You soon hear crunching from the dried leaves on the ground getting closer to where you're tied.
A distorted- looking man appears next to you. You slowly raise your head up to meet eyes with the man. The spinning in your head makes it hard to tell who it is but, based on the figure and height of the man, it seems to be the one from earlier. The one who might of caused this.
He tilts your chin up harshly, even higher than it was before.
''This all could have been avoided if you just listened to me.'' He even speaks harshly, spitting in your face as he speaks, as if he is disgusted by your actions and behavior.
You let out a groan of pain as the wood from the tree trunk you're tied to digs into the wound on the back of your head, while he tilts your chin up.
''Now, why don't we start-''
''I suggest you get your hands off of her, now'' Scaramouche says while the man widens his eyes in pure fear. The man gets on his knees and begins to plead for forgiveness, as if he already knew what was coming for him.
You look at your boyfriend, all of the memories from the fight come back to you. The yelling, the look of being infuriated by your words, the fear that he has no use for you anymore, that he doesn't want you anymore. Yet, here he is confronting the very being that put you in this current state. Gosh, your head is spinning.
The man's begs for forgiveness are quickly ignored and he is kicked to the ground. Screams and cries can be heard from the man as Scaramouche kicks his gut and curses him out. He man spits out blood with each rough kick he receives. His body is now limp and disregarded. Scaramouche turns his attention to you. He takes out a small pointed pocket knife and cuts you loose. You unconsciously falls into his arms, with your head laid on his shoulder. He begins to tear up. This is his fault. He let this happen to you, he let you get hurt because of his stupid temper issues, because he is selfish. He places his hand on the back of your head and feels a warm liquid on it. He looks at his hand to see that there is blood from the open wound on your head.
''Hey.. look at me'' His voice is small, still in shock.
You slowly lift your head to look at him. He is met with your half-lidded eyes. The eyes that used to hold so much life. He could swear he sees sparkles is them. Your eyes are still glossy from the flow of tears earlier.
''You actually came.'' Your statement shatters his dull heart. The guilt continues to build up as he remembers what he said to you during the fight.
''I am so sorry'' He whispers. Those words are hard to say. He hates admitting that he's wrong but, he hates what he made you feel. That you were unworthy of his love, that you were not needed in his life, that he didn't love you anymore. That was far from the truth and he knew it.
''I..'' He trails off, trying to find the right words to say.
''I didn't mean anything I said, I swear.. please I know this is so selfish of me but don't leave, y/n. I didn't mean it I didn't, I love you so much, I can't live without you.'' Pathetic. He sounds so pathetic. He cringes every time he begs and pleas but, if that's what it takes for you to know he needs you, that he loves you, he would do it a million times over and more.
You can hear the sorrowful tone in his expression. Yes, he made you feel useless but, as much as he hurt you, it still pains you to see him like this. Especially since he almost never acts like this. He knows he messed up. You place his head between your hands.
''Can we go home, Kuni?'' You have a small smile while you say this but, you're not sure what to say to his apology.
This is definitely something the two of you will have to talk about but, until then you want to feel the warmth of your lover once again, free from pain and sadness, feeling like you are truly wanted by the person that made you the happiest.
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smnthvxe · 3 months
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Chapter 1 , last chapter
Chapter 2: The Wanderer's Regret
(1 year ago)
Scaramouche wandered through the streets of Inazuma, his heart heavy with regret and longing. Memories flooded his mind as he walked, each step a painful reminder of the happiness he once shared with y/n. He had left her behind, abandoned her without a second thought, and now he was consumed by remorse.
In his mind's eye, he saw her smile, felt her warmth, and heard her laughter. She had been his anchor, his solace in a world filled with chaos and uncertainty. And he had betrayed her, shattered their bond with his own hands.
As he roamed the unfamiliar streets, he couldn't shake the image of y/n's face from his mind. Her eyes, once so full of love and trust, now haunted him with their absence. He longed to see her again, to beg for her forgiveness, to make amends for the pain he had caused.
But when he finally arrived at their shared home in Inazuma, his hopes were dashed. The house stood empty and abandoned, a mere shell of the life they had built together. Scaramouche's heart sank as he realized the truth: y/n was gone.
He stumbled into the house, his footsteps echoing in the silence. The rooms were barren, devoid of the warmth and light that y/n had always brought with her. Tears welled in Scaramouche's eyes as he sank to the floor, overcome with grief.
"I'm sorry, y/n," he whispered into the empty room, his voice choked with emotion. "I never meant to hurt you."
He thought of all the things he had left unsaid, all the moments he had taken for granted. He wished he could turn back time, could undo the pain he had caused. But it was too late. y/n was gone, and he was left alone with his regrets.
Nahida, ever perceptive, found him in his despair. She didn't say a word, simply wrapping her arms around him and holding him close. In her embrace, Scaramouche found a flicker of solace, a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness.
Nahida helped him pick up the pieces of his shattered heart, guiding him through the pain and the sorrow. She showed him that it was possible to change, to become a better person than he had been before. And slowly, gradually, Scaramouche began to heal.
He emerged from his grief as a changed man, a wanderer with a newfound sense of purpose. He traveled the world, seeking redemption for his past mistakes, striving to make amends for the pain he had caused.
But no matter where he went, y/n was never far from his thoughts. Her memory followed him like a shadow, a constant reminder of what he had lost. And as he journeyed through the world, he vowed to never forget her, to honor her memory in everything he did.
(A week before the reader visited Inazuma)
Years passed, and Scaramouche found himself back in Inazuma once again. This time, he was not searching for y/n, but rather for closure. He returned to their old home, the place where they had once been so happy together.
The house still stood empty and abandoned, but now it held no power over him. Scaramouche had made peace with his past, and had forgiven himself for his mistakes. And as he stood in the ruins of their shared home, he felt a sense of calm wash over him.
He closed his eyes and let himself remember, allowing the memories of y/n to wash over him like a gentle tide. He saw her smile, felt her touch, and heard her voice. And in that moment, he knew that she would always be a part of him, no matter where his journey took him.
With a heavy heart and a sense of closure, Scaramouche turned away from the ruins of their home and set out once again into the world. He didn't know what the future held, but he knew his purpose; To find you, even if it'll take Eternity.
And as he walked beneath the stars, he whispered her name into the night, a prayer for forgiveness, a vow of remembrance. For even though she was gone, her love would live on in his heart forevermore.
Till the two souls meet again.
I'm getting kinda bored alr haha but I'll be finishing this story then focus on a new series (mostly abt Hazbin hotel)
ANYWAYS REUNION NEXT CHAPTER
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lindsmorr · 6 months
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You ever have a new ship just slap you in the face?
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twistedkans · 1 year
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Worn Out Puppet
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→ A Scaramouche and GN!Traveler / Reader fic, takes place sometime after Scaramouche's boss battle.
Warnings: Scaramouche spoilers Characters: Scaramouche, Traveler Word Count: 869
(A/N: I started this prior to the 3.3 update, so I didn't plan for it to align with Wanderer's quest, but it's still canon compliant - 🪄) (A/N #2: I proofread this :] (pees my pants out of sheer amazement) (like a toddler) (on steroids) - 🪞)
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Tired. He’s tired, and you can tell. Anyone could, really, just a single glance at his small, frail body gives away more than he would like to believe. His eyes, devoid of all light, a dull shade of blue that almost looks gray, eyelids almost completely shut, as if he is waiting for a chance to rest. He sits, back straight but his head remains lowered, as if he’s afraid of you.
You know he’s afraid of you.
A fallen soldier, the shell of a young boy robbed of the blissful ignorance that is one’s childhood, instead forced to face reality at its harshest, and pay the price for his own actions. He knew nothing but abandonment and betrayal, his mind having twisted the words to fit every instance of loss. You cannot bring yourself to blame his creator, she who he called his mother, but you can’t blame him for his own actions, either.
Not when he looks at you, ready to accept whatever punishment you would deem fit.
Not when he looks at you, waiting for you to abandon him too.
He doesn’t talk these days, not to you at least. It is a stark contrast to the person you remember fighting in Sumeru, even more so to the boy you met in Mondstadt, the “vagrant from Inazuma.” You can remember his smile, his laugh, and you find yourself missing that part of him. In this state, he truly is like a puppet.
You do recall one conversation you had with him, not long ago.
“Balladeer, are you–”
“Don’t call me that.” His sharp words were nothing but hollow in your ears. You could tell, by the way his voice strained, that he hadn’t spoken much at all.
So, he didn’t want to be the Balladeer anymore? Well, that was fine, you didn’t mind. “What would you like to be called instead?” He gave you no answer.
“Scaramouche?”
“No.” Alright, he was burying that name too. It would be difficult to commit a different name to memory, but his security mattered to you above all else.
But, what to call him…
“...Kuniku–”
“No!” You flinched away, but tried not to show any distress. He crossed his arms over his chest, his body trembling just enough to be noticed by your attentive eyes.
You waited, hoping he would say something else, at least an answer to your question. But alas, he had reached his limit, and the last thing you wanted was to upset him further. “I’ll give you some space,” you muttered, before turning to the door and leaving, careful to shut it behind you as quietly as possible.
You’ve been told of all the trouble he has been causing everyone. He doesn’t talk much, but when he does, he spouts nothing but insults at any of the guards and even Nahida, who’s done nothing but treat him with kindness and hospitality.
He despises humans, and he despises the gods even more. You’re neither.
“You must be so tired,” you say, and his head shoots up. He stares at you with lost eyes, although he is more attentive than before. You give him a warm smile, and he scowls in response.
“So much has happened, don’t you think?”
“Shut up.”
You pause. He glares at you, his eyes glued to you as you take a seat in one of the chairs sitting nearby. This was going to take some time.
“You’re not a bad guy, no matter what some people may say.” To that, he says nothing. You think maybe he intends to ignore you until you leave. But that’s not so bad, is it? At least now, perhaps you’ll get the opportunity to say all the things that have been on your mind these past few months.
His glare settles into a weak stare, and you are reminded of his pitiful state. “I understand you, why you keep fighting. ‘Winning’ is hopeless at this point, you have to know that. But you also know that, if you stop fighting, you’ll have to face your past, and all of those emotions you have buried deep within yourself. But, would–”
“Stop trying, whatever you’re trying to do. All of your efforts will be for nothing.”
“Because you think I’ll leave you, too?”
He doesn’t say anything as he lets his head fall. You watch his feet shift against the carpet for a moment, before turning to the window that stands next to you both. Is this a bad idea? Do you know what you’re doing?
You shake your head, pushing those thoughts away. Maybe, you would admit, you don’t know exactly what you’re doing, but this…child deserves your help.
You sigh. “I know you don’t want to listen to me, but let me tell you this: I am not going to leave you. I won’t abandon you. Even if you won’t let me help you, I will be here for you, whenever you need someone.”
There is nothing more you can offer. If he hates you, fine, but you will keep to your word.
You hear him mutter something, although you’re tempted to believe it was just the wind with how quiet his voice is.
“Thank you, Traveler.”
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ScaraLumi come get your food 😌
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yandere-3-sagau · 1 year
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Can I request SAGAU with reader coming into Teyvat but being very hush hush about it and they get a job at Wangshu inn or something but one day they end up cutting themselves and boom golden blood? Sorry if this is too specific
Don’t apologize, I love this idea!
I have so many ideas for this one ranging from crack to angst hskakdk
Let’s say that all the documents about the creator have vague descriptions so they aren’t too sure about your appearance. The only key signs of being the creator are golden blood and crystal like tears.
I hope you like it! I think this may be my first request ^.^
Yandere!SAGAU x Secret!Creator!Reader Part 1
Your arrival to Teyvat is sudden. One second you had fallen asleep at your desk after a long night. The next second you lift your head and you’re in a completely new environment.
Surrounded by greens and vegetables you note you’re on some sort of farm. You warily get off the ground, dusting off the dirt from your clothes. You look around hoping to figure out where and how you had ended up in this unfamiliar place.
However, what catches your eyes in the dimly lit farm, is a little glowing blue figure floating wispily.
A seelie?
Your heart drops and your eyes squint through the dark taking in more of your surroundings. Your eyes finally land on a large statue in the distance.
Your thoughts are confirmed as you drop to your knees, eyes locked on a Geo Statue of the Seven.
You’ve read the stories, you know what happens.
“Hello? Who is out there?” a shaky voice calls out. You want to get up and run but the shock kept you in place.
An old man makes his way over, holding a lantern over you. The light illuminates your worry-stricken face. Thoughts run wild in your head as the old man helps you into his home.
Not wanting to risk being chased by all these powerful characters thinking you’re an imposter, while also afraid of being confined by obsessive acolytes, you think it’s best that your arrival to Teyvat is kept a secret.
The farmer that found you, a widowed man with no offspring, decides to take you in. To avoid feeling like a burden, you help out the old man in anyway you can, starting with farming. As if the land is trying to show their love for you, the vegetables you plant grow absurdly quick. They grow larger than the farmer had ever seen before. Vegetables farmed by your hand come out with the perfect texture and consistency. To the farmer, you’re like an angel descended from the skies.
It isn’t long before the old farmer’s business booms with the best vegetables in the market. However, he’s become too old and it’s become too difficult for him to transport all of these vegetables from his isolated little home to the shops down in Liyue Harbor.
You volunteer to do it for him. It’s the least you could do in return for him letting you stay rent free. Despite your willingness, you still can’t fight the anxiousness that comes with traveling in Teyvat.
The first time you enter Liyue Harbor, your hands are so sweaty you nearly drop the boxes of vegetables you are holding. Staying the whole day to sell vegetables in Liyue Harbor means that you are exposed. But when you finally came across your favorite characters, you realize you worried for nothing.
You first meet the Traveler and Paimon. The exchange is simple. They buy a few of your vegetables then leave to Wanmin restaurant to use the stove to cook some meals.
Then you meet Xiao. One day, a group of Hilichurl’s almost attack you while you are transporting goods to Liyue Harbor. He quickly wipes them out while you hide behind the cart you are pushing. Xiao simply looks at you for no more than 5 seconds before disappearing.
After that, the worry of your face being recognized begins to fade. If it weren’t for your oddly golden blood, you would have forgotten that you’re the creator.
You become accustomed to living life in Teyvat. It is peaceful. No exams or deadlines. Such simple tasks done day by day. You spend one day farming and the next transporting vegetables. You sit at your little shop selling items before heading home and helping out the old man. It’s not super easy but it’s a lot less stressful than your life before.
Everyday you get to bask in the sunlight and enjoy fresh air while you admire the scenery you had only ever seen through a screen. You are content and happy.
Until one day you accidentally make the smallest mistake.
Xiangling is a regular of yours. Your vegetables are by far the best she’s ever had and you quickly become her source of ingredients for her dishes. She speaks so highly of you that Zhongli, one of the characters you fear most, decides to drop by your little shop.
His presence is intimidating with his golden eyes peering down at you and his tall stature towering over your little stall.
Despite his slightly domineering presence, his voice is as smooth and soothing as you remember it to be and you’re able to calm down enough to treat him like any of your other customers. You’ve already met many characters and none of them were able to recognize you. How could he be any different?
Except he’s not like the others.
He’s nearly 6000 years old. He’s seen things others haven’t and most importantly, he’s worshipped the existence of the creator far longer than any of the Liyue Citizens have been alive.
From the very beginning, he sensed that there was something different about you. Something familiar and oddly inviting. The former Geo Archon thought he knew everyone residing in Liyue but it’s his first time coming across you.
His eyes can’t help but follow your every move as you wrap up his box of vegetables. You finally finish tying up his box with some sturdy rope and grab a knife to cut off the long ends. Just as you’re cutting the rope, your hand slips.
The sharp knife slices shallowly into your opposite hand. Zhongli is only barely able to catch a glimpse of gold before you drop to the floor.
It isn’t the pain that’s brought you to your knees but the fear. You crouch over your hands, covering the wound as best as you can hoping with all your being that he hasn’t seen anything.
Both you and Zhongli can feel your hearts beating faster than ever before.
“Are you alright?”
The former Geo Archon attempts to walk over to the other side of the stall, when he hears the Traveler call his name. His attention wavers and it gives you just enough time to wipe your blood away and stuff the handkerchief into your pocket.
Zhongli glances at you amidst his conversation just to see you finish covering your wound with a bandage. Any trace of blood is gone and the wound is completely covered.
He walks away from the Traveler to speak with you. The geo archon’s eyes never once leave your hand as he stands in front of you.
“Is your wound alright?”
You nod waving your hand a little.
“Just a small wound,” you say, hoping he’d accept your answer and move on.
But he isn’t satisfied.
“Are you sure? It look like it hurt. It’s important to put some cream on it so it doesn’t get infected.”
“Of course! I’m a lot stronger than you think.” You smile before repeating his total. The Traveler ends up paying for the vegetables and the two leave, but not without Zhongli glancing a few more times at you.
When his figure completely fades, your smile drops.
It seems you’ve stayed a bit too long in Liyue.
Shaky hands clumsily pack up your stall as you race to close up the shop early and quickly head home before the Geo Archon decides to return.
While you rush, you don’t notice the small white handkerchief falling out of your pocket nor do you realize that the small piece of cloth would be the sole cause of the upcoming chaos that erupts throughout the nations of Teyvat.
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shhh kittens are resting don't disturb them
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meowanian · 4 days
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──★ TOP 5 moments of scaramouche falling in love with y/n .ᐟ
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kpop idol!scaramouche x female kpop idol!reader
summary: one of the most popular idol of all time, scaramouche, falling in love with a rookie.
genre: fluff, kpop au
warnings: other than one (1) hate comment, there’s none
artist @ 01rinette on twitter.
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──★ 5
where you and his group attended a reality show and they made you two wear cat ears that responds to the heartbeats through movements.
“scara, pick a name from this box,” one of the hosts said as he landed a box with names to scaramouche. everyone were laughing at his face while he was nervously picking a name.
“uhh…y/n?” he read the name out loud and looked around. he didn’t know who you were until you got up and go to the centre of the studio while your members were cheering on you.
it was the first time he ever heard of you. must be a rookie or something, he thought. he looked up to you and felt a lightning strike in his heart. you were so…pretty.
“now, wear this ears,” other host got two cat eared machines and gave it to you.
“what are we gonna do with this tho?” he asked with a genuine curiosity.
“it’s a machine that can feel your heartbeat and responds to them. when your heartbeats go up, they will wiggle.” host said and the other one continued.
“you will wear them and try to make others’ wiggle, and if it moves you will lose the game,”
scara rolled his eyes. he just knew he would never lose a game like this. he is the most cold blooded person ever after all. at least that’s what he thought…
you two wore them and sit facing each other on the floor.
“i think they are closed, please press the button at the side of the ears,” host said and showed the button, you both pressed it and turn on the machine.
and scara’s ears started to wiggle immediately after turning it on.
“what the-” scara said while trying to stop them. everyone were laughing at his reaction, even the staff members.
“it didn’t even start and you are already so nervous, HAHA!” venti said as ha laughed his ass off. scara was blushing furiously while trying to calm down.
after a while the ears stopped wiggling.
“okay- pfft! okay, okay, sorry,” the host was trying so hard not to laugh but he quickly stopped after seeing scara’s deadly eyes on himself. “okay, now you can start.”
host got the cardboard between your faces and your eyes met.
and scara’s ears started to wiggle…AGAIN.
“HAHAHAHA!” his members, especially venti and heizou were on the floor, laughing like crazy to their teammates face.
[+12765, -127] scaraspinky: HE WAS SO FLUSTERED IT’S FUNNY HELP😭
[+4367, -189] user272616: i think someone is in love👀
[+12, -3412] scaraswife: I think the machine was broken, she is not that pretty anyway 😂
[+34670, -34] yn.png: she looks so cute with the ears😭 no wonder why he got so excited LMAOO
──★ 4
it was your first time as a mc and he was one of the guests…the plot twist is, it was valentine’s day special and he was jealous of your mc partner.
“hmmm, y/n, what do you think today is?” he asked you while acting all innocent.
“I don’t know, ajax. what is it?” you asked with fake curiosity.
“it’s…VALENTINES DAY!” he loudly shouted at the mic and threw his arm around your shoulders. “and ms. y/n, it’s for you!” he said and grabbed a bouquet from behind the set.
“oh!” you reached for the red rose bouquet in his hands, you were actually surprised because you didn’t know he was gonna do this.
“they are so pretty ajax, thank you so much!” you said while smelling the roses and smiling like a fool. he smiled to you as well and when you were not looking, he gave a little wink to scaramouche who was one of the guests.
and scaramouche was…not happy.
[+13457, -129] harbingerajax: awww they actually look so cute together!!
[+34685, -99] ynloops: here’s the video of her smiling😭 *video*
— ynstar: why is this 10 hours long?
— ynarchive: no but literally I can’t get out of it😭
[+12768, -341] scararchive: here’s a video of scara rolling his eyes *video*
— user8272: HE LOOKS ANNOYED HDHWBJSH
──★ 3
when you covered his rap part at the radio show.
“y/n, is there any songs you are listening to these days?” the radio host asked you.
“uhmm, actually i am listening to 5REEZE’s new album these days, I really love it!” you said to the mic and your members confirmed the information.
“yeah, she always listens to it with a speaker in the dorm and sings to it!”
“ohhh, can you sing it for us too?” the host asked.
“of course, I would be happy to!” you said and rapped to his part.
“wooow!” everyone wowed and clapped your performance, you smiled shyly.
[+1239, -27] 5reezefan: it was actually so cool!
[+3258, -226] scarami: we need a collab tbh
[+77544, 1308] scaraloops: imagine his face when he saw this😭 i mean he would get a nose bleed while watching it
[+55432, -2356] ynloops: so i added background music… *video*
— ynarchive: she ate and left no crumbs
— scaraloops: I’m her fan now…😳
──★ 2
he was doing a live and he opened his frequently used playlist for some ambience.
“i will play some music,” scara said and grabbed his phone while chewing on his fried chicken.
he carefully selected a song and played it. few minutes later while he was answering some comments, the song ended and an another one started to play…
and it was your song…SOLO song.
his eyes widened and he quickly turned it off and played a random one, acting like nothing happened while comments were going wild.
and few minutes later the song ended and another song started to play…
it was one of your covers…A SOLO ONE.
he choked on his food while trying to turn it off but he was so nervous that he accidentally dropped the phone and while trying to get it he banged his head to the desk and spilled the coke on himself.
it was one if the most viral moments in kpop because it was so funny and unforgettable.
[+87645, -3] scaraloops: i will post this video EVERY FUCKING DAY on my account *video*
[+34557, -125] scararchice: IT’S SO EMBARRASSING HELP
[+67456, -88] bbygism: my mom showed me this and said isn’t this the boy you liked…like mom pls I’m gonna cry-
──★ 1
when you cried while receiving an award.
“and the rookie of the year goes to…your groups name!”
your shocked faces was on the big screen, people were clapping and screaming your groups name loudly.
you and your members slowly went to the stage to receive the trophy.
you started to give your speech to the world, thanking your fans, members and your company for making your dreams real. a few tears fell down from your eyes and shined through screen.
one of the screens showed other idols and then scaramouche, looking at you with watery eyes.
the whole place went silent for a moment and then everyone started to scream and cheer, the attenders swear that it was the loudest thing they ever heard.
it was the first time that people saw him cry, even his friends and members.
and also it was the first time that he showed his feelings without getting embarrassed.
[+125067, -1267] scaraloops: I actually cried so hard
[+200458, -446] scararchive: it is the first we ever saw him crying and it’s because she was crying😭 I’m speechless if this isn’t love then i don’t know anything
[+22678, -8] foryn: we know how much you worked, how much you cried and how much you got overwhelmed by all the things. but we also know how you NEVER gave up. i love you <3
[+222307, -120] ynloops: i want to say that you worked so hard for your dreams and for us. you are the reason why i still keep going and not giving up. you changed my whole life with your smile and for me, you deserve every award on the world. i love you, we love you and i think scara loves you too😭
[+12367, -225] multistan: DESERVED.
[+1786456, -12456] dispatch: 👀
— scaraloops: HOLD UP-
— ynloops: WAIT A MINUTE-
— user2827: i ship you two tbh
[+18722661176, -0] meowanian: y/n, you deserve the world.
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Of All Things, I Became...
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You always imagined that if you woke up in the world of Genshin, the possibilities of being a Visionless wielder of elements and a slew of romantic shenanigans would lie in your wake. But when you instead find yourself in the body of a Genshin mob with romance likely out of the question, your only conclusion is that the gods of reincarnation isekai hate your guts.
cw. you lost the isekai 50/50 and became a genshin mob
pairing. genshin x reader
notes. i read [of all things, i became a crow] and decided to run with it. i apologize for nothing. i might add more species from genshin depending on my mood lol. this was originally only going to be about an aranara!reader but... i got inspired
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Of All Things, I Became...
... an Aranara
... an Oceanid
... a Geovishap
... a Thunder Manifestation
... an Anemo Slime
So you died and woke up as a Genshin mob. At least you got some cool powers out of it, I guess. Results may vary in trying to get a travel companion out of it though. Not all non-human races in Genshin are created equally, you come to learn.
My Body is Mine Once More
Aranara Edition
Oceanid Edition
Geovishap Edition
Thunder Manifestation Edition
Anemo Slime Edition
After ingesting an elemental crystal, you manage to get your body back! More or less. Not everything about you has returned to normal and if you ever get too emotional, you turn back into your mob form. At the very least, you still are able to use your sick ass powers, so that's a bonus!
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This anon know what is good, i guess i never make a ask so i'm doing now. Can u do that concept with any character (and mc of course) , may a hybrid? Idk, sorry if is confuse, a lil nsfw maybe?
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✿ 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 ✿
characters: cat!6reeze x nb!reader
warnings: fluff!!!! fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff! also modern au!
notes: wanted to take a break from writing smut and take inspiration from my own fluffy bby for this one. also @junerixi , simping for only one☝️anemo boy is an illness. i hope you recover soon😚 honkai:star rail ver can be read here!
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oh gods
a menace
a complete menace i say
you know that thing cats do? when they just keep a direct eye contact with you as their little fluffy paw slowly pushes your potted plant or a cup full of drink to the edge of the table while you watch hopelessly bc your hands are dirty or busy doing smt?
yeah, it’s the 5th time the flower shop owner is seeing you this week and your wallet is crying
it’s almost as if you two were sworn enemies in your past life and scaranya is out for blood
doesn’t have that much of a zoomie episodes but when he does oh boy
you better retreat into a safe place but even then you’re not safe from scaranya’s terrifying zoomie powers
he’s literally running and jumping around everywhere
the table, on top of the fridge, the curtains, on top of the washing machine, your little bookshelf - everywhere
scaranya is such a little shit (affectionately)
his preferred way of waking you up is faking puking noises and when you throw your covers off and literally zoom into the living room, he gives you a look as if saying “finally awake, you silly human slave”
sometimes he even jumps on top of your chest harshly but that’s only used if you’re oversleeping with your alarm clock snoozed for the past 20 minutes and you’re running late to work
despises baths with a burning passion
if you’re taking him anywhere a large body of water is, he’s trashing around, kicking, hissing, biting, scratching - the whole pack
after a successful bathing time, with added new scratch marks on yourself, he would not approach you until you fall asleep
after you have fell asleep, he would quietly approach your sleeping figure and give small, shy licks to the angry red scratches he caused as if apologizing for being so aggressive
hates rainy days too, especially the ones with thunder and lightning
jumps up 5 ft into the air if a thunder strikes and runs into your lap, shaking small body curling into himself with all of his cockiness and pride out the window
scaranya appreciates you greatly but he’s just a bit too bad at communicating and so he shows his affection by lapping up the scratches he gave you
“scaranya, aren’t you gonna go out to the back garden and play with the rest? it’s nice outside today”
hmph! what do you mean by play with the rest of the cats? he’s a royal! he’s superior! scaranya has never heard of such bullshit befor- oh! a bird! must. catch!
scaranya and miao gets into fights sometimes and whenever you separate them, scaranya goes to sulk in the corner of the house silently
until you go over to him with a sigh and pick him up gently, he doesn’t even resist - just choosing to simply curl his tail around your wrist
a solid 9/10 kitty if he would just stop being a tsundere
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miao acts more like a guard dog than a cat sometimes
the smallest out of all the kitties yet also the strongest one. honestly the sheer amount of times miao has taken down a wild dog 10 times his size just keeps giving you more and more heart attack
doesn’t get zoomies, if anything he stops the other kitties’ zoomies if they go a bit too far - which most of the times escalate into scaranya and miao fighting
cleanse the land house through slaughter bug hunting
a sweet baby
miao’s preferred way of waking you up is to silently sit on your side of the bed and stare until you get that feeling of being watched and wake up to 2 piercing yellow eyes just staring holes into your soul
yes, you have yelled and fell off of your bed many times due to that
you found little miao at a dark alleyway, covered in blood and barely on the brink of death with his tiny paws twitching constantly
grew up malnourished on the streets with his 4 siblings dying out one by one, so due to that miao’s body is very small and he’s extremely territorial with you - his one and only sweet human
always leaves his scent on you by rubbing his head around your ankles
miao is indifferent when it comes to taking a bath, unlike scaranya, and he can be very obedient as well
when rubbing soap into his legs and washing his paws he would stretch out his limbs to make it easier for you to wash him - anything to lessen the load of his favorite human
he also seems to like your co-worker, zhongli a lot
one time you came home with zhongli due to a deadline of a great project coming closer and upon seeing him, miao immediately jumped into his lap, purring lowly, rubbing his head on zhongli’s hand
yes your heart broke at the betrayal and yes miao apologized with a dead rat in his mouth
but if it’s any other guests you’re bringing home, then miao would either get on top of the fridge and simply watch or hiss at the guest
oddly likes being in high places
one time, you made him a small necklace-collar thingy out of a few pearls and he wears that with pride, chest puffed out (a replica of his necklace)
loves sleeping on the lower parts of your bed at night. it’s soft, fluffy and he can keep an eye on you and keep you safe so it’s a win-win in miao’s book
“miao-miao, do you wanna come with me to the back garden to pick up the tomatoes?”
before you can even finish your question he’s already at the back door, staring at you expectantly with his tail thumping slowly against the floorboards
thanks to miao and kazunya your house will never get any bugs, roaches or mouses inside
if feeling incredibly vulnerable and soft, miao paws at your arm to ask for pets bc he just needs the comfort of his favorite human
literally a 9/10 kitty if he would just change his way of waking you up
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heinya is another little shit (affectionately)
he likes to cause trouble and drama here and there
also really enjoys spilling tea to you
it doesn’t matter if you’re waking up and is still groggy or just coming in through the front door, back from work - heinya is spilling all the drama of the shows he watched on the tv while you were away or the different birds he saw through the window - meowing away at you excitedly
another helpful hand
if you’re coming back from grocery shopping then heinya can take some of the smallest and lightest bagged things and dragging them to the kitchen alongside miao, kazunya and nyaether
heinya’s preferred way of waking you up is to make biscuits - you know that cute thing cats do with their paws squishing at their favorite spot over and over - on your stomach or lower back or! he just meows besides your ear over and over until you eventually wake up
the perfect alarm - heinya
he’s such a sweet baby
and heinya really likes watching real life crime documentaries for some reason
at first when you found this out, you couldn’t help but think heinya is going to murder you in your sleep but soon you realized he just loves crime related things
and bc he like crime related things, you bought heinya a cute spy glass shaped squeaky toy
when getting the zoomies, heinya decides to bite and kick at the spy glass shaped squeaky toy - making the toy let out squeaks at every little kick
heinya enjoys spending time outdoors, sniffing at the different scents wafting in the air, tracking down all different sorts of footsteps and paw marks with great interest - you sometimes wonder if heinya was a detective in his past life
loves to bring you all sorts of interesting things he found - an old ripped part of a newspaper article, a weirdly shaped leaf, a flower he has never seen before, a half bitten chicken still warm - wait where’d he get this?
loves to sleep using your hand as a pillow my cat does that to me so rip bc you have been captured by the amazing detective heinya and you won’t be moving for hours on end, let’s hope you had a nice snack and a toilet break beforehand
chose to wear the smooth, black satin you tied around his neck as a collar - either bc he loves to wear soft things or he just loves it bc you gave it to him
heinya is an incredibly affectionate kitty, always meowing for you for pets, cuddles and perhaps his favorite soft wet food? he’s been really good!
doesn’t really mind taking baths as well, if anything he uses this opportunity to shake bubbles everywhere!
for some reason, also loves to groom your hand. maybe it’s just something your kitties all share?
overall another solid 9/10 kitty, if you don’t mind being splashed with water and bubbles while bathing him
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kazunya, me beloved
literally an angel, how could you ever be mad at him even as he took a whole bite out of your potted plants’ leaf?
another kitty that loves staying in high places like miao and stay outdoors like heinya
joins miao on his duty to cleanse the land house through slaughter bug hunting from time to time
a lazy, sweetheart of a cat that loves to sleep on warm places and the sunlight - you literally had to buy a window sling just for him to nap under the sunlight
another helpful hand!
will drag the lightest and smallest bagged things to the kitchen whenever you come back from grocery shopping - more so if it’s cat food
isn’t a picky eater but sometimes, just sometimes, prefers food with fish in it’s ingredients
kazunya is mostly tasked to wake you up by the other kitties bc he’s the sweetest
wakes you up by purring and snuggling with your face, neck, hands - anything just you in general
soon enough, the small fluff purring and cuddling you wakes you up and as a reward for waking up, kazunya gives you a small kiss - a lick to the tip of your nose - making you laugh
doesn’t meow a lot, only when he has to or if it’s an emergency such as the litter boxes not being cleaned, the food trays being empty etc
always gives you a kazunya kiss as a thank you
a gentle baby, even to the guests
whenever a guest comes over to your house, they always gush about the cute white cat with a small red streak in his fur
kazunya doesn’t get zoomies. even if he does it’s rare like only once a week
always grooms himself to keep himself clean, not to mention his white fur sparkling as well
surprisingly enjoys bath times, would even suggest you to bathe him by tugging on your sleeve then pointing to the bathroom with his fluffy paw!
however there’s just one thing that kazunya does that makes you shiver
it’s that he always, always! brings you dead animals or bugs. birds, rats, mouses, cockroaches, crickets - anything that he managed to hunt - he brings over to you with his tail swishing happily behind him
it’s considered a gift in cat language, you know that! but it’s just a bit dirty especially if he brings over different bugs. the rats, mouses and birds you can handle but the bugs brrr
one time, kazunya proudly brought you a dead wolf spider as you held back a tear and a screech, deciding to take his gift with a forced smile
you never recovered from that
a 10/10 kitty if he would just stop bringing you dead spide - kazunya is that a mf dead tarantula in your mouth?
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another best kitty!
a sweet kitty that never complains!
helpful, never complains, never picky with his food - a literal angel
however sometimes nyaeather disappears randomly, coming back after a day or so
he always seems to be searching for something - his twin - you soon found out, by registering him and getting his pet password
and so you decided to help him reunite with his twin by putting up posters, articles, news on the internet, tv, radio - anything to make nyaether happy
after a whole half year of dedication and endless search, nyaether’s twin was finally found!
turns out the person who adopted nyaether’s twin was your co-worker, dainsleif, the quiet and mysterious tall man
after talking to him about the situation of the twin kitties, you both have come to an agreement to let the kitties have a play date once a week
when the day of the first play date has arrived an someone knocked on your door, your kitties gave you a confused look
upon taking nyaether in your arms, you walked over to the front door before unlocking it and letting dainsleif inside. as the blond man placed down the catbag and opened it, from inside stepped out a cute, similarly blonde furred kitty with a baby blue colored collar
upon seeing the kitty, nyaether jumped out of your arms and tackled his twin. cuddling her and licking at her face with a teary eyes - you and your co-worker dainsleif couldn’t help but laugh at the adorable situation
since then nyaether had made a silent oath to always be beside you and be your best kitty! you have done a lot for him by helping him reunite with his twin - nyumine - so he would do anything in his power to lessen your load!
nyaether’s preferred way of waking you up is by giving a gentle meow beside your ear and give your cheek three kisses - repeat the process on the other side until you eventually giggle and wake up
another kitty that doesn’t mind taking baths! however he just prefers the water to have a bit of bubbles to soothe his nerves
likes to sleep in your arms since he has separation anxiety like scaranya - due to the incident with his twin
“nyaether, keep the others in check okay? i’m going out on a quick grocery shopping!”
“myaaa!”
such a sweet baby🥹
his meows are higher pitched and not full “meow” like kazunya or miao’s instead it’s a short “myaa!”
a solid 11/10 kitty. highly recommend, get yourself a nyaether today!
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a little shit AND a menace (affectionately)
very hyper too! sometimes you wonder if nyenti has ADHD but in cat version
it’s like he’s always in his zoomie mode as if to make up for having 2 kitties that barely has zoomies - which are miao and kazunya
his affectionate attitude doesn’t help as well
twirling, rubbing himself on your lap, hand, bageling his way around you - he’s always sticking close to you 24/7
one time as nyenti was rubbing himself on your hand while you were working on your computer for an important document, he tripped and fell on your keyboard - deleting your entire progress of work with a “myeeew!”
yes, you cried that night
unlike heinya, nyenti doesn’t really enjoy being outdoors - he just prefers to stay on your lap, lazily bathing in the sun - as he sometimes meows with heinya about some dramas
another kitty that loves to spill the tea to you
him and heinya meows your ears off with the things they have seen, watched, witnessed and heard - sometimes even adding some dirt on the other kitties such as kazunya eating leaves from your potted plants, scaranya sleeping on your hoodie bc he missed you, miao destroying the pantry during his duty to cleanse the land etc etc etc
nyenti’s preferred way of waking you up is to play with your hair. whether it be grooming at your hair, playing with them, tugging on the ends gently - it doesn’t matter which form - as long as nyenti wakes you up, that’s all
he also doesn’t do much hunting either, preferring to watch from the sidelines as the others chase some bugs and small animals they found
for some odd reason nyenti likes you to put flowers on top of his head or a flower shaped charms as a collar - his most favorite and preferred one being the white lily
cut the flower's bud and place it on top of nyenti upside down like it's a cone hat and nyenti would give you the biggest, affectionate "myew!" while rolling around on the ground, showing you his tummy
a sweet kitty if he would just stop being a little zoomie induced shit
nyenti is another kitty that hates taking baths
doesn't react as aggressive as scaranya but he likes to yell his defiance a lot and i mean a lot
overall, a solid 8.5/10 kitty if he would just stop meowing loudly in your ears everytime you take him for a bathtime, making you more and more deaf
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ventisweetheart · 2 years
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'Your Presence'
Scaramouche x Reader- fluffvember event/ Day 4
Author's Note: This is for the fluffvember event! You can find the calendar here: Fluffvember Calendar
Genre: Reverse Comfort (nothing depressing though, very fluffy!!)
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It was finally peaceful.
No fights, no work, no more battle. Just peace, is what Scaramouche thought as he closed his eyes to the beating of your soothing heart. This was a place that he never wants to leave, his home. You are his home. No matter how many snappy remarks he might throw at you from time to time, he will never mean it. You are the one person that has stuck with him through good and bad, and he is never going to let that go. How could he? Just a few moments ago, he was crying into your shoulder as you held him close, with his tears staining your clothing but, you didn't mind it at all.
He takes a deep breath, he can feel your fingers run through his hair. Your other arm wrapped around his body, as if you were trying to protect his poor figure from anything that is capable of harm.
''Just relax for me, I am not going anywhere alright? I love you so much Kunikuzushi.''
Those last few words were enough to make his heart race. What a fool he was to think that he could never feel again, to think that there was no one out there that would maybe just maybe stay by his side. He smiles to himself, repeating those words that you said to him in his head.
You look down at him. You can see a sleepy look in his eyes, and you can hear his breathing going at a steady pace again, calming down. You brush his hair with your fingers. He looks up at you and gives you a kiss. A gentle one, an act the speaks through close contact with the person he loves most. A kiss that shows he loves your presence. You caress his cheek and you lay his head back on your chest. You pull up a blanket and kiss him goodnight.
''Goodnight my love, may you have only the sweetest on dreams.''
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genshin-scenarios · 2 months
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I feel your heart— beat beat beat
Summary: in which they FALL fall for you 💘 or just cute moments together!
Characters: Venti, Wanderer, Xiao, Diluc (mentions of alcohol/drinking)
Requests are open, and my Adopt a Wanderer fanbook is now available on my kofi for anyone that's missed it!
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In a moment where the city of Mondstadt is abuzz with activity and Venti’s on the high of a performance well-done, he turns around to address the crowd in a big, sweeping motion — only for his eyes to widen when he sees you in the distance, taken aback by the feeling of his own heart skipping.
You’ve been so busy as of late, after all! It’s only reasonable for him to be surprised to see you, to the point where his easy smile slips off his face, and the concern and worry that comes with affection squeezes his chest — for as much as he adores you, Venti also worries that you might disappear as quickly as the wind.
But! He is nothing if not a seasoned performer by reflex, recovering in a millisecond. The hand clutched to his chest quickly relaxes to perch atop his lyre, and Venti calls you over with his usual charming lilt.
“You’re back! And here I was starting to worry you’re avoiding me on purpose!” 
As casually playful his words are, you stand, stunned, at how Venti manages to stand so close yet linger just out of reach at the same time. He flits around you, braids tickling your ear (“Your hair’s gotten longer!”) and fingers grazing yours in an almost-handshake and almost-pulling you into a hug.
While Venti might argue that you’re the one driving him crazy, you beg to differ with the way his actions make you dizzy and miss him all at the same time.
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When you’ve both fallen into an odd domain that recreates past memories, Wanderer finds himself in his Kabukimono garb once again. But before he’s able to say anything to you, he freezes that the way you regard his ‘past’ form; loses the strength to put any words past his tongue when you kneel down to his height in a room fluttering with sakura blossoms—a prison disguised as a display case—with sceneries flowing against the walls in an illusion of the real world.
Consciously, he is still Wanderer - yet every brave and indignant part of himself shrinks into the shell of his body when your hand rests on his cheek, smiling so kindly that he thinks his connectors might simply decide to collapse. He plays the part of Kabukimono and asks who you are. 
You accept that statement as a confirmation you were speaking to his past self, and even months into the future Wanderer never finds out if you knew it was the usual him all along. 
But maybe ignorance is bliss for now, if it means the way you comforted and reassured a shard of his broken past that things will be okay was real. 
“You’ll end up finding a place to belong, and you’ll become strong like you always wanted. 
And… as long as you don’t tire of me, you’ll be loved as well. To the moon and back, no matter how many times the world turns upside-down.”
He’d blinked back at you glassily, mustering every emotion from spilling out until a tear curved down his cheek. You both wake up after his promise, hearts heavy.
“...I’ll find you every time, even if the world was reset and I lose my own name.” 
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After the battle with Beisht (Avenger of the Vortex), the last thing you expected was for Xiao to appear immediately before you, engulfing you in a hug that’s tighter than usual: I was worried. How could you do that without calling for help? Are you hurt? Are you okay?
“...You’re not hurt.” Xiao finally says. Words have power. You confirm that you’re unharmed, and his grip on you loosens. Hug still engaged, he sighs with his forehead pressed into your shoulder. “You’re an idiot.”
“I’m sorry for worrying you.” Annoyed glance. Unconvinced golden eyes. “I… promise not to get into any more trouble for at least three months.”
“You better hold true to that oath.” Xiao finally lets go, but you continue walking together with hands brushing on occasion. “Have you eaten? Or do you need to rest?”
“I can cook dinner if you want.”
“...Does it always seem like I ask you to cook for me?”
“I comply because it’s a compliment from the Conquerer of Demons.” You give him a teasing smile. “It’s a small offering in comparison to the protection of Liyue, and I have to make sure I feel at ease enough to get my beauty sleep! And—”
“Enough. I’ll cook this time.”
“You didn’t let me finish! Getting to see a handsome adeptus also brings me nice dreams. So you just have to stand there to keep me company.”
“You dare reduce me to a house decoration?” Xiao’s avoiding your gaze now, turning away so you can’t croon at the blush on his cheeks. “We’ll cook together. Fighting Beisht has made you spew nonsense.”
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Diluc’s not very fond of cushy dinners, mostly because the purpose of them is to try and earn his favor as the head of the Ragnvindr Clan. He’s far outgrown the small talks and fake smiles, so of course he rejects those invitations in favor of another social event he claims to dislike but you suspect he secretly enjoys — drinking parties at Angel’s Share.
He doesn’t enjoy drinking by any means, but you’re sure after observing Diluc many times that he likes the lively atmosphere; seeing your friends make fools of themselves and speak loosely with relaxed smiles reminding him of simpler times.
And so, maybe Diluc has a glass of wine or two. You aren’t sure what his alcohol tolerance is, but in short you end up sitting at the bar with him, and you swear he’s leaning against the counter while you banter, gazing up at you with a fondness that makes you afraid you’ll break the spell of the moment. 
It’s a little delusional to think this of the Diluc Ragnvindr, but he looks pretty. And if you gulped down another drink, maybe you can convince yourself he’s leaning towards you with his hair slightly disheveled because he likes you too.
“Come on, they’re not that drunk.” You play back. The lighthearted argument makes Diluc seem a little younger. Or maybe that’s just how he looks when he’s not consciously frowning or lips pressed into a serious line.
“Kaeya’s missing all his targets on the dartboard. I’d call that drunk enough.”
“You can tell? I don’t think I’d be able to even if I was sitting with them now.”
“So you’d rather be talking to them?” Diluc raises his brow, surprising you. He doesn’t say anything for a beat, then another, before a gleeful laugh bubbles from your lips.
“Are you feeling jealous?” You lean closer to Diluc, faces an inch apart. The bravado that courses through your veins is quickly extinguished and flares into burning hot fluster when Diluc’s fingers curl around your chin:
“And if I said yes?” His words ghost over your lips. Your ears are on fire.
Oh no.
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