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sukizuhafics · 3 months

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[🔞] ☔️ Deep Love

For Scaramouche — It’s not often that he’s nice. Not that he does it on purpose, no, more like he isn’t sure how to. Plus, being nice is way too boring for him. I mean, come on. He used to be the SIXTH of the FATUI HARBINGERS. How cool is that?!

Nevertheless, the current timeline would probably not be shook by that title. Most of them do not even know what the fuck you’re talking about if you mention such title.

As Scaramouche (or Kunizukushi)’s partner, you’re not much in control. He’d demand and order you and you’d only obey like a selfless puppet. How ironic is that?

Making him happy is one thing, but making him angry is on a whole different level. It’s rare to make him happy anyway. The most distinguishing way to make him content — yes, feeding his ego.

Isn’t he already egotistical enough?

Testing his patience was something he always hated. That stupid playful side of yours had never fail to embarrass or annoy him in any way. Though, being a former harbinger, of course he would punish you in any way, really right?

That wasn’t the case for him. He wasn’t a harbinger anymore, he was your boyfriend. Your lover, your darling. Even if he never publicly displayed or mentioned it, it’s not like he doesn’t love you at least a little bit. You’re both dating for a reason, after all.

Sure, his insults are sometimes overboard.. but it’s not him without being a little mean. You love that most about him..

“What the fuck are you daydreaming about?”

The short, plum haired glared at you with his palm on his chin, rested his elbow on the table. He was already in a bad mood when you both accidentally missed the train because of you.

“I said I was sorry..” You protested, maybe you shouldn’t have thought too much on your outfit to impress him. His comments would just be the usual: ‘You look nice. Let’s go.’

Though, that comment was nowhere to be seen today due to your delay. The couple only sat down at a nice seclude cafe. There was pretty much no one there (your boyfriend ordered everyone to leave).

With a huff, he looked away from you. His pouting face was too pissed off to be seen adorable. “I’m leaving.”

— Just like that, he stood up and ready to leave you alone in the cafe.

“Wait— The next train is here soon!”

“Do you think I care?”

“Well— uhm.. uh..” You stammered, not wanting your boyfriend to leave you there and embarrass you. Your ego is also high after all.

“An.. alternative! Yeah! We can do something else!”

Despite rolling his eyes in a pissed off manner, he stood there and listened to you. How caring.

“Just follow me.”

Normally, he would reply with such responses like ‘You dare order me?’, ‘The audacity for you to utter such blasphemy out of your mouth towards me’.. He remained silent; with a salty face on. The truth is — you weren’t sure what to do either. It was only a spur of the moment because you didn’t want your beloved to leave. Now you’re wishing he actually ignored you and left.

In the corner of your eye(ear), a little promoter was shouting there and there.

“The perfect place for dates! The perfect place for couples! Come order now!”

Save, let’s go!

Surely he won’t get angry at you anymore, right?

…

Well, you weren’t expecting this.

You ordered a cab and told the driver to head to wherever the address located on the promoter’s flyer earlier. You didn’t expect it to be..

A LOVE HOTEL?!

You stood in disbelief, cheeks growing redder by the time as you try to avoid eye contact with Scaramouche.

He kept his silence, crossing his arms as he looks at the big building in front of him with a stoic expression.

“..I wasn’t.. expecting this..” You tried explaining, when the boyfriend stepped forward. Entering the lobby while leaving you behind.. you could only catch up to him.

With room reservations handled by him, you only followed him around like a lost and confused puppy. When the two of you entered the room, it was quite large and beautiful. Your eyes widened in awe at the expensive and beautiful decorations that could cost you a head if broken.

“Hm, not bad.” He said, looking around the decorations of the room. It was his first time in a love hotel after all.

There were rose petals along the path to the bedroom. The bed was tucked in beautifully, but not too tight. It looked comfortable.. and you only dream to lay on it and take an everlasting slumber. There were also candles lit to maintain the romantic vibe.

After some time of exploring, you made sudden eye contact with the other. Making you jolt in surprise.

“You brought me here. What now?”

“Uh.. well..”

“😐”

He looked at you in disbelief. Did they really brought him here and expected nothing?

He sat on the bed, the romantic atmosphere gave him an ick.

“Come here.” That was an order. You could only obey. “Why did you bring me here?”

How were you supposed to answer that? Surely you can’t say that you were desperately trying to find another alternative date plan and recklessly picked whatever there was??

“Because.. you.. liked hotels..?”

“What.”

“I lied. I’m sorry.”

Irked, Scaramouche only looked at you in annoyance. He began to feel more and more irritated by your stupidity. Why did he choose to date such a dumb human?

“First you make us lose the train, now you bring me here with no purpose. Are you trying to piss me off or what?!”

He flicked your forehead, cuffing your cheeks forcefully.

“We’re already here, make it worthwhile!”

Those words made your cheeks suddenly grow redder. Was he seriously suggesting the same thing you were thinking? You stood still for a bit, when familiar hands suddenly grabbed your hips, making you sit on his lap. He looked up at you with unamused pissed off expression.

He forcefully connects your lips together, leaving you with no choice but to return the same passion.

Your tongues explored each other’s mouth for a while, making out with subtle whimpers and heavy yet short breaths within each time. He flipped you over, now pinning you down on the bed as your lips stays connected. Your hands over your head.

Once he pulled away, his lips made its way to your neck, kissing softly. His other hand gently sliding under your shirt.

There was no way to turn back now. Your idea for the date was something cute and happy, yet it turned out this way.. Nonetheless, you can’t help but admit that you were slightly enjoying this too.

He grasps on your chest, touching and rubbing your nipples whilst biting your neck. Your mouth letting out a whine in response.

“Shut up.” He uttered, adding a long kiss on your lips as he continued touching you. His kisses were rough.

;

Scaramouche searched through the drawers as you only sat up in bed, your hair a mess and already half naked.

The hotel really was a love hotel — clearly living up to its title. He found some toys and lube inside the drawers, it was surprisingly completed. Who runs this place??

He took the playthings, leaving the lube behind as he approached his way back to the bed. Back to your warmth.

His face was amused; why would he need a lube for? He can make himself wet just by using you.

“Y/N, do you trust me?”

Absolutely not.

Though that answer was not an option, LOL rip

He chuckled before inserting three fingers inside your already-wet entrance. He moved his fingers in and out your cunt. Making you produce embarrassing pleasurable sounds.

He only wanted to hear that.

He grinned, “Fucking slut.”,

“You’re this desperate already?”

“So warm.. what a pervert.”

His teasing made your face light up in red once more, especially with how he was still using his fingers on you.

After a minute, he replaced his finger with the vibrating toy he had found not too long ago. Making you shiver and jolt from the sudden cold entrance.

He lifted your chin, kissing your cheek.

“Listen, Y/N.”

“You’re not allowed to finish until I say so.”

“Got it?”

He glared into your eyes, his violet gaze meeting yours. It was almost hot — No, it WAS hot. God, his gaze alone could make you cum already.

The vibrations turned up, and you could only response with moans and nodding.

“Use your words.”

You struggled, saliva already forming in your mouth from keeping it open so long. You panted, trying your best to response. “Mhf— I- hah.. under..stand.”

“Good.”

He smirked, undressing your top and his own clothes. He watches you squirm, his expression amused. His pissed off and salty face was nowhere to be seen, and he’s only just started.

Upon seeing your helpless self.. the man leaned you down on your knees, your face meeting his cock. It wasn’t hard, you know he wasn’t satisfied yet.

“What? What are you waiting for? You’re being such a whore, yet you’re clueless?”

“Suck it.” He demanded, the same grin never leaving his face.

With the vibrator still inside you, you moved your mouth on his large shaft. Kissing and finally sucking on it like your lover had been waiting for. The whole ordeal is enough to make you feel like finishing..

Filthy noises came out of your mouth as you tried to continue using your mouth on him. He pushed your head lower, his tip reaching the back of your throat.

“Hah.. hn..”

“That’s it.”

He shivered, the feeling turning him on as you were sort of his plaything now. “I want to fuck your throat so badly.. but that’s no fun.” He added after some time, pulling your hair so that your mouth wasn’t filled with him anymore.

He turned up your vibration, suddenly moving it deeper inside you. Oh fuck, you wanted to cum so much.

“You like it.. huh? Letting me fuck you with this toy.”

“Such a slut.. for me..”

“Your noises.. make them louder.”

He moved it in and out, making you gasp for air. He kissed your filthy mouth as he continued on this little game of torture.

His free hand going to rub your nipples once again.

“Pleas— h-hah.. let me..”

“Cum? You want me to let you cum?”

“You’ll have to try harder than that, sweetheart.”

Oh, how cruel of him. You want to let it go so badly. To cause a wet mess you’ve been so patient on holding in. You were going crazy at this rate. Begging was almost useless, only moans of pleasure came out of your mouth. When he finally took out the toy that had been so deep inside— fuck.. I’ll break, please—

Ah..

Y/N groaned in pleasure when they couldn’t hold it anymore, earning a temporary pissed off expression from their boyfriend. His angered look then turned into a chuckle as he teased your hole with three fingers, your hole that was still releasing sticky and filthy substance.

“I told you to hold it in.”

“Pfft.. hah.”

“I’m gonna fucking break you.”

Before you could react, he removed his fingers and slammed his hard, large cock inside you. He thrusted it quickly, moving in and out of you so deeply it had already reached your most sensitive spots. Each thrust growing faster than the one before.

“Hah— ah, ah.. you.. ah..”

“Fucking whore.. hngh..”

He kissed you multiple times, making you unable to breathe and only letting him use you to his needs. You broke a rule, after all. Rules aren’t meant to be broken.. are they?

You jolted and shake within each thrust. No comprehensible words could be heard from you other than moans and the syllables “Sca..ra..”

“F-Fuck.. ah.. you’re..”

“..taking me so well..”

He kept thrusting himself inside you, biting and sucking on your nipples. At some point, he couldn’t help but join in the helpless and non-stopping moans.

—— I mean, he wasn’t going to lie. He wants to finish too.

Inside you, that is.

At least.. a couple of times?

“Ahn.. hah.. mnh..”

“Hahn— ah.. hngh..”

“Fuck-fuck— uhn, ah..!”

“Mn.. ah— hah.. shit.”

“Fast..er.. ah.. more.. I n-need more of you..”

“I can’t get enough.”

He was being so fast, you could’ve sworn you came at least twice in that span. For some reason, he completely stopped.. pushing himself deeper inside of you. Grinding.. at this rate, you’ll finish for the fourth time.

..When he hasn’t finished at all!

“Y/N..” He spoke, a bit breathless.

He began thrusting really slowly, each thrust hitting a certain pleasure spot.

For a bit, he stopped. Retracting his body, but still kept the both of you connected.

He lifted your legs above and on his shoulders, going for a position to penetrate you deeper.

“Y/N.. Y/N…”

He repeats with the same breathless tone, like that was the only thing he can think of right now. His mind completely empty with nothing but you. Only you.

After some time, he moves once again. Thrusting inside you deeper, rougher, faster.

“Nn.. hah.. ah.. All the way inside..”

“You like this.. right? When I.. uhn.. ah.. go so deep.. I can feel myself.. on your stomach.”

He pressed your stomach, finding himself.. how deep he was.

His pace grown faster and faster until he was reaching his point of climax too. He kissed you multiple times, trying to reach his point of release.

Eventually, he thrusted himself into you a bit more as he released. Wanting his seeds to reach the deepest parts of you.

He finally stopped completely, the two of you groaned loudly as you released.

It was your sixth release.. and it was his first.

“Hah.. haah..” he panted, “Not yet, I’m not done yet.” He kissed your drooling mouth, not giving you any chance to respond.

“Need.. more of you.”

He slowly moved inside again.

Scaramouche never publicly displayed his affection for you, other than his seldom need for a cuddle or a kiss. Sometimes, even his money spent for you is what you can call a symbol of affection.

Yet tonight, it was something you’d never expect. You could hear a subtle “I love you” coming from between his pants and thrusts. He repeated; “I love you” and again, “I love you so much”

Ah, what a hassle.

You can’t help but love him too, despite his cruelty.

You’re totally gonna tease him for this afterwards.

The End

A/N

YOO can’t believe my first smut after so long is a SCARA X READER????

(funfact i dont like scara but i commissioned my friend kinda and she heeded a scara smut for compensation 💔💔💔💔)

It was fun writing this on my 7 hour flight :3

I feel like I just wrote Azeru’s script lmao

Thanks for reading!

#genshin impact #smut #scaramouchexreader #scaramouche #kunizukushi #modern Scaramouche #hoyoverse #iwrotethiswhilelisteningtofluffmusichelp #ilovetumblrtags #iwannashit #ilovehavingwriterpreviliges

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emocka · 1 year

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The tattoo

Warning mention of attempted suicide, reader has a semi colon tattoo gn reader

Main note: if you ever have these thought please call you suicide hot line and do not read this.

Note: I've been thinking about the semi colon recently and this came to mind

The butterfly landed on: aether, xiao, kazuha, albedo, scaramouche, and Yae miko

Aether

He knew about the semi colon. He had one himself. But imagine to his surprise that someone yourself , so bubbly kind and caring has one.

Then he learned your story. Before your relationship with him you were forced into an arranged marriage. It was a deadly one. The guy was abusive. The marriage was so bad you attempted to take your life. And yet your parents refused to let you divorce.

'I managed to get the divorce granted after I tried three more times.' You said looking down at your wrist.

'Do you know why you stopped your attempts?' He asked taking a hold of your hand.

'I ran into you. Believe it or not it was you.' You smiled at him 'I remembered our time as high school sweethearts.'

Aether chuckled pulling your hand close. He kissed it.

'I'm glad your around still.' He smiled. 'I know it been rough but we're here now.'

You nodded.

'Good. Cuddles?'

Xiao

Like aether xiao had one as well. He suspected you had one as well. The daily therapy was obvious.

You wore a tank top one day. On your wrists sat a butterfly with a name. The body of the butterfly was a semi colon.

He pulled you down in his lap asking about it.

You explained the meaning of it. The semi colon showed you battling with your thoughts while the butterfly showed rebirth. The name was your grandparents name.

He hugged you tightly. You returned the gesture running your hands through his hair.

'Can I ask why you stopped?' He asked quietly.

'Three. My grandparent said they rain hell down on everyone if I decided to follow through. Two. That black jackass over in the cat tree acting smug. One' you kissed his head.

He looked at you then the cat. He gave a small smile.

'Yea those are great reasons' He pushed you off his lap.

'Hug?' He asked.

You gave him one of the warmest hugs possible.

Kazuha

Kazuha had one but it was on his back. You knew he got it after your brother his best friend tomo died. You got one to.

For a completely different reason. You struggled with depression all your life. When tomo died it sent you into a deeper spiral. It sent you over the edge.

Tomo was your protector from anyone and everything.

Luckily kazuha was able to get you help when he found you.

****

He spotted the tattoo on your pinky finger. He gave a small smile. Taking your hand he kissed it.

'Y/N. You've been strong going through all this hell.' He started. 'I know it's been difficult since Tomo passed.'

You looked at him tears threatening to spill. He sat on the bed patting the spot next to him. You sat down next to him. He pulled you close.

'We'll both get through this together.' He said. 'I promise'

Scaramouche

His was behind his ear. Your was on your leg. You had a little ankle braclet tattoo on your ankle the semi colon 'hanging' from it.

He was there to witness everything. The previous relationship, your parents, and your job.

He was the one who rushed you to the hospital years ago.

He sighed looking at your ankle one last time. He got up as you walked passed him. Following you He quickly grabbed you throwing you over his shoulder.

You shrugged and let it happen.

'Were going to bed.' He said gently dumping you on the bed.

You smiled and waited for him to crawl in. When he did you planted yourself on top of him. Pulling the blanket over you hummed a tune. Soon you both fell asleep. Scaramouche unconsciously wrapping his arms around you tightly.

Albedo

He didn't have one. He has heard of it. When he met you he spotted it. It was placed behind your eat with a feather below it.

When asked what happened you explained. You were a victim. It was difficult to talk about but with albedo it was actually easy to spill.

He held you hand.

'Your very brave to fight through all that. It's time you got a break.'

You nodded.

'Thanks'

He smiled at you before holding his out to you.

Yae miko

She heard about them. Didn't think about the impact it had until she met you.

You were suffering from severe depression. With the many attempts you finally got the help you needed.

Your was located on your forearm. The semicolon was on the back of a nine tail kitsune.

She tapped your shoulder opening her arms for a hug. You returned the gesture.

Later that night while you slept a pink fox showed up at your window. Sneaking in she curled up against you. Keeping you warm safe from harm.

#yaepublishinghouse #genshin #genshin impact #kazuha x reader #kazuha fluff #aether x reader #xiao fluff #xiao x reader #emocka.writes #aether fluff #scaramouchefluff #scaramouchexreader #albedo x reader #albedo fluff #yae miko #yae miko x reader #yae miko fluff

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miiserableee · 10 months

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( 𖤘 ) ▸ my oshi graduates ! : scaramouche x fem! reader !

y/n have grown up comforted by vtubers and her childhood bestfriend and now boyfriend: kunikuzushi ! suddenly , a week before , her current oshi is announced to be graduating ?! what the hell ?! kunikuzushi strives to comfort and knock some sense into her !!

( !!! ) mentions of vtuber semi addicted reader ?! reader is very assertive and straight forward ! reader loves icecream , and is a crybaby ! scara here is mentioned to be kunikuzushi ! ooc scara !! they age around late 20s !! MODERN au ! 1.6k words !!

YOU CRY , LiKE BORDERLiNE wail-cry . "What are you crying about ?" the question was asked for your well-being , since well , you've been crying since you woke up this morning . how can you not ? after seeing the tweet of your favorite vtuber's agency . said vtuber graduating after a month !

your heart drops again at the thought , it shatters and you struggle to see where the shards have gone . you stay there in bed , bawling your eyes out . you see his fellow vtubers he's befriended throughout his journey , tweet their well wishes . wishing him the best , respecting his decision .

you know , you knew , that they were all meant to graduate at one point . they can't stay a streamer their whole lives . you've witnessed and known of these graduations before . it's not new and it's not supposed to hurt you . it's most of the time , the streamers' decision .

as for your favorite vtuber's case , he said he wasn't burnt out , he was just , done . he said he tried his best to get back on his two feet , he tried , he really did . but it didn't work out as well as he thought it would . he said he had accumulated the decision of graduating months before .

and almost everyone in his community have long since known .

you weren't that attached to him to begin with honestly , you were more attached with his other fellow vtuber in the same wave . he was just really close with that vtuber so he caught your attention . you had your shit tons of laughs with his loud menacing laughter . you bawled your eyes out in his serious talks of serious things on streams . you loved how he viewed all his achievements . you loved him for who he was on stream and out of it .

you were always ready to support him with your everything .

and you still support him with this decision , he was leaving to live his life as a person of the world . to take care of his personal business . that doesn't stop you from chowing down on this bucket of ice cream and continuously crying though .

you stare at your computer screen , your chin on your boyfriend's shoulder . his tweet makes you cry even more . the tweets from his fellow close vtubers makes you wish you could say something to him too . well , you could . you cry again .

something lumping right on the very edges of your throat . you feel it hurt . and so you sob . what will become of his group now that he's going to be gone ? it's not like it can't function without him , it's just that , it wouldn't feel the same without him .

"Hey , Y/n . I swear . . ." you ignore your boyfriend and cry more . you've been hugging him since this morning and you haven't been letting go . he's been feeding you the ice cream and hugging you through it all .

"Scara will be gone . Kuni , I can't , it hurts so much ."

you wail in his arms and he only ever pulls at his patience to just sigh and pat your back for the umpteenth time today . he really doesn't get why you cry so much over this matter .

he reaches out for your chin and makes you look up . wiping your snot and tears with tissues he struggles to reach with you clinging to him like a newborn koala . you finally look at him properly , he seems to like that , with how he finally flips his frown into a smile . which only leads you to crying more and more .

"I'll miss Scara so much ."

he has been hearing this since earlier and it's been grating at his ears and he can't help but feel a tinge of envy . though placid it is not why he feels as so with all the cloudy confusion . he simply hugs you again and wonders when you'll stop .

he knew how attached you were to vtubers . he's helped you through countless times as these when your favorite of a few years finally graduates . during high school , when your very first oshi decided to graduate after long years of being with you through as you say , your toughest times .

hearing you sniff more into his sleeves , he plops down and nudge you to roll unto his shoulder this time . you hug his chest while he caresses the top of your head . "Stop crying , Y/n . Weddings don't plan themselves , you know ?"

"Let me grieve , Kuni ."

"Scara isn't dead or dying , he's just graduating ." you shake your head and snuggle more into him . "I'm sorry , just a bit more . I promise ."

you've said that at least , 25 times now . how'd he know ? he'd prefer no one ask . truly , his patience is only ever so malleable with you . such exception you've always found natural to ignore as you've had it long since before .

vtubers have become quite a piece into your life . you weren't that blessed with the best family , not least bit decent either . always alone at home left with the freezing chills of the neverending cold war you've had with your parents for as long as either you two have known . he doesn't remember who exactly introduced you to vtubers , but someone did . and since then , you've been quite attached to them .

they were a comfort you placed all your solace in , like an idiot , completely aware of their often departing but never giving up hunting and searching . always supporting until the end and crying your eyes out when they announce their expected graduation .

as a person who's always been stubborn about dreams and hopes in life , to the point that it became a thorn between you and your beloved parents , you were quite devoted to your oshis . like they were your lifeline . after long days at school before , you would play a stream and just watch and listen . you'd do your chores and tasks with one played on the background . you cry when they cry . you laugh when they laugh . your smile never fades , it ever so brightens when they speak of their appreciation of the milestones they reach because of all the support .

if you weren't fussing over schoolworks and your planned life for yourself , you were busy hunched and watching streams trying to fill a hollow in you that you were born with .

kunikuzushi was with you through all of that . he was a bigger part of your life , as you claim yourself , but that's only because he chose to partake in being a part of the other big part of your life . he was with you when you argued with your parents , when you were in your room crying and wishing you were better so they'd trust you more , when you were wondering why you even forged yourself to be the person you are now if it's not liked by the people you love most . he was with you when you finally found what you wanted to be in life . he was with you when you were the happiest , almost every stream , he watched them with you . even if it was boring and he doesn't really like it sometimes .

he even tried to be a vtuber himself for you to look at him the same way you looked at your oshis .

he did well , he hid it from you , coincidentally he even became your oshi . he learned a lot of things from being a vtuber , he was happy there , as much as he wouldn't really admit it .

when he told you . you were over the moon . he also proposed to you next and he saw it with his own eyes , how you seemed to just sit there above the moon afloat and unbelieving .

when you heard he was graduating , as scara mouche of 6WIRL of Genshin , of course you were bawling your eyes out in dismay and utter pain .

sure , you've met the rest of the members in real life . they all congratulated you two . they even said all the best things about kuni . they felt okay with everything . but it all felt hollow for a moment . scara was still your oshi of 2 years . add how mad you are that he hid it from you . you always thought the voice was merely a coincidence and him being busy was just because he was busy with his taking over of his mother's business . you should've known , really . but can you blame yourself ? kunikuzushi never sounded like he cared for vtubers to ever attempt and be one .

"Scara is just getting married . You know this ." he says and you sniff . yeah , getting married , to you . "Do you really want me to choose that career over you ?" you punch his arm with a glare .

"Damn bro , you gotta hit me with that , huh ?" you sit up , finally and wiped your own tears , wrists wet and cold . "Thank you for choosing me , Scara ."

as he looks at you look at him , like he's all you ever wanted to be imprinted in your eyes , he laughs . finally . finally he's got what he's always wanted .

"It'll always be you , Y/n . Always ."

"Are you sick ? You're too sweet—" he sits up and hugs you , chuckling as you began to laugh yourself . "I wish you all the best , Scara ." he scoffs and ruffles his hair before he did yours too , messing it up like the chords amess on the floor in his streaming room .

"Kunikuzushi , you mean ."

you kiss his cheek , to stop the ruffling . "Yeah , Kunikuzushi . I love you . My very last oshi !" he turns his face , showing a smirk you're way too familiar with . kissing you deeply until you can't remember anything but him . and how he gets you feeling , things .

"I love you too ."

SCARA-LiNE / WORK NAVi !

mysta rias is graduating next month , im crying my ass out rn . AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA what more of me when bebe shu graduates ??? anyways , thank u for 163 followers and half a thousand notes on youre too loud !! you all rock !!

#scaramouche #genshin scaramouche #x female reader #x fem!reader #genshin impact #wanderer #scarashots!#scaramouchexfem!reader #scaramoucheimagines #scaramouchexreader #ayoko na #iiyak na naman ako nito tangina #sort of inspired by my pain of knowing mysta is graduating lmao

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simpforthedead · 1 year

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Genshin Impact x sick¡reader

Characters:

-Venti

-Cyno

-Gorou

-Scaramouche

-Chongyun

-Klee (platonic)

⑅How Genshin boys react to you being sick?⁠⑅

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♡Venti♡

•He was trying his best not to take a picture of your head, too cute for him.

• He gave you lots of hugs, he couldn't be sick he's an archon :)

• When you have a fever it will tell you "You're hot, in both ways"

•If you have trouble sleeping he will sing you music.

•The perfect man for you ladies ;)

⁠♡Cyno♡

•Sick? No, just a little nothing at all.

• At first he takes your illness lightly.

•When you almost passed out on him he started to worry.

•He was carrying you on his back to prevent you from fainting.

•He will give you medicine and leave.

•He doesn't want to get sick 0^0

•Sometimes he will come to see if you are better.

•He's a little worried about you but he knows you'll be fine •>•

♡Gorou♡

•He worries about you but doesn't want to get sick either.

•He is very clumsy with what to do to help you.

•Itto will surely come to dispense you with medication.

•It turned out that they weren't the right ones;7;

•He will hear from you but will avoid physical contact, but if you insist you will surely get a hug from him ◡⁠ ⁠ω⁠ ⁠◡

•The clumsy dog TwT

♡Scaramouche♡

•He does not care.

•No, in real life, he worries but won't show it.

•He will eventually come to see you when you are sleeping.

•Ed Sheeran 2.0 will dispense you medicine on Scaramouche's command.

•At times you can hear him muttering things about you.

"Fuck... why did she have to be sick?"

•The half tsundere :]

♡Chongyun♡(The beginning is in another post)

•He felt guilty, he shouldn't have thrown that snowball on your head.

•He doesn't care if he gets sick, he just wants to help you get better.

•Shenhe will surely come to help him recover.

•He will make sure you don't get sick next time.

•Sometimes he will make you a hot chocolate.

•The cutest boyfriend >\\<

Klee(platonic)

•She will jump on your bed to wake you up.

• Instead she will see that you are feverish.

"Big sis Y/n? Everything alright?"

•After telling her that you were sick, she will be entirely at your service.

•She will ask you every 10 minutes if you need anything.

•She will call you boss when you need something.

"Of course it happens right away chief Y/n"

•Then she leaves with a military march.

•Klee will ask for bo-(・⁠_⁠・⁠;) medicine from Albedo.•When she's sick it will be your turn to take care of her ◠⁠‿⁠・

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✿Hope you liked it ! •^w^•✿

☆Have a good day/night/afternoon!⁠☆

#genshin x reader #scaramouchexreader #genshin klee #cyno x y/n #chongyun x reader #venti x y/n #gorou x y/n #Luv you ~ <33

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m00nie-m00 · 11 months

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Rush hour ☕️

Scaramouche x gn!reader coffee shop au, 800+ words TW: a male karen

- summary: in which you and Scaramouche are forced to work together to get through the rush hour of your parents co-owned coffee shop.

Writing this at 1:20am because i can't sleep and im bored <3

"HURRY UP Y/N!"

"WELL WHY DON'T YOU TRY PREPARING 4 DRINKS ON YOUR OWN"

You and scaramouche yelled at eachother as the coffee shop buzzed with chatter and the haunting sound of the door chime ringing everytime someone went in.

Scaramouche was in charge of taking orders meanwhile you had to rush around behind him to prepare it all as quick as you can.

It was his fault you both were here in the first place. He couldn't afford to behave himself for one day. It came to the point that your parents and his mutually decided to "teach you two a lesson" and lock you both in the cafe to run it together for a day.

If anything this lesson was teaching you that waiters and baristas dont get as much appreciation as they deserve and that scaramouche was an insufferable idiot with a cute smile and a pretty face.

"Order for margie, nadia, alice, blanche and dongsheng" you yelled out quickly in one breath, handing out the tray and giving the drinks to each one that approached the counter.

"We've been at this for 15 minutes when's it gonna end" You wiped the sweat off your forehead as you approached Scaramouche.

"How am I supposed to know? Here" he sighed in reply, handing you a paper with the written orders. You loudly groaned before getting back to work.

unfortunately, before you could even begin to prepare the first one a loud angry yell echoed through the store causing everyone to pause the chatter.

You turned your head around to see a middle aged man approach the counter with heavy footsteps. Slamming his fists against the counter as he demanded to talk to the one who prepared his drink.

You.

He was average height, skinny with a large stomach and wrinkles on his face. He had graying black hair and he wore a businessman suit. You'd say he's light-skinned but at that moment he was bright red.

"what seems to be the problem, sir" you kindly approached, offering a smile to hopefully lighten the atmosphere. Though you doubted that would work so you were mentally preparing yourself to be berated by the likes of him.

"you prepared my order wrong" he angrily stated, puffing out his chest. "I apologize, may I know what your order was?" I asked.

"you should know what it is! God aren't you so incompetent" He angrily exclaimed, waving his hands in the air.

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes. "my apologies sir but as you can see we currently are packed and it's hard to memorize everyone's exact orders." You explained.

He scoffed, "Giving me the attitude? people like you think you can talk back like that. you're growing too entitled."

you're too entitled. You thought in your head.

You opened your mouth to speak only to be interrupted by him. You just stood there dumbfounded as he began spewing out a mouthful of offensive words. You looked at Scaramouche who stood beside you, equally as shocked and annoyed as you were.

Looking at his face you watched as his eyes grew wide, he extended his arm out in front of you to push you to the side. Caught off guard, you stumbled backward. The sound of porcelain hitting the tiles filled your ears.

The guy tried to throw his empty mug at you.

"THAT'S ENOUGH" Scaramouche yelled, grabbing the guy by his collar and pulling him against the counter. The shop was quiet, all staring with wide eyes as the scene went down. Some began to leave unless things escalated even more.

The only thing you could focus on though was Scaramouche.

"I should've done this much sooner I really should've so listen closely you asshole. I don't care who you are, where you're from, or how important you are it does not give you the right to talk to anyone that way especially them. You lay a hand on them, talk to them that way or try to hurt them again and I will RUIN you. GOT THAT?!"

You've never seen him that angry. It gave you a weird feeling to see him that angry... over someone who tried to hurt you.

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes and leaning your back against the counter. Your ears felt muffled as a swirl of emotions clouded your thoughts.

"hey hey, it's all okay" Scaramouche's voice was soft. He placed a hand on your back as he slowly guided you to sit on the floor, resting your back gently against the cabinets.

"I kicked everyone out, especially him he isn't allowed back here ever." Scaramouche scoffed as he sat by you.

You turned your head to the side to look at him and for once in the 10 years you two knew each other you appreciated him.

"Are you okay?" he asked, furrowing his brows. You didn't answer. You just continued to stare at him while he stared back at you. It was silent, a comfortable one.

There wasn't any frustration, hatred, or annoyance in your eyes or his. For once you both saw each other as a person.

And your gazes softened.

💌 : I had a fun time writing this maybe i should do it more hehe !

#scaramouche #scaramouchexreader #fanfiction #fanfic writing #gender neutral post #gender neutral fanfic #gender neutral reader #genshin fluff #genshin #genshin scaramouche #genshin imagines #genshin oneshots #enemies to friends trope #enemies to lovers #coffeshop #mwah ily #hello

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tehaxo · 1 year

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Christmas is for everyone.

pairing: scaramouche x gn!reader

modern AU: christmas, implied enemies to lovers.

warnings: none

A/N: Merry Christmas guys! Christmas one-shot for you guys <3 enjoy!

Everyone was in the Christmas spirit, with bright smiles, and danced happily to the music but Scaramouche stood in his sad little corner with a frown.

He was the odd one out at the party, he was definitely not feeling the Christmas spirit! You couldn’t help but notice how lonely he looked and decided you would go over to him to annoy him.

“You look miserable.” You snickered at him with a smirk. He then looked over at you and his frown deepened. “Yeah, after seeing you. You’d be doing me a huge favor if you left me alone,” he spat back and crossed his arms.

You rolled your eyes and stood next to him, “When did I ever do favors for you? Just be glad you have company.” He huffed and looked away at you, his gaze on all of the happy people crowded together and dancing which caught your attention.

He looked… envious? “I’ve just always found Christmas a dumb holiday. Because one, I’m not a Christian. Two… I’ve just- never really celebrated it before. And I don’t know how to,” he admitted to you out of the blue.

You laughed at his small outburst and shook your head, “You don’t gotta be Christian to celebrate Christmas idiot! It’s for everyone.” You paused as you realized, and got a perfect idea. “So I’m guessing this is your first Christmas? Well, let’s go make it a memorable one then!” You exclaimed and grabbed his hand rushing to the “dance floor” with him.

“Hey! What are you doing? Let go of-“

“Shut it and dance!”

He stood there awkwardly while you did some of your fabulous signature dance moves, all while encouraging Scaramouche. He eventually gave in, but he was a bit shy. He danced in a “quiet” manner but hey he at least tried which made you happy.

After a few minutes of displaying your best dance moves, you started getting tired and playfully bowed to the people who gathered around the two of you then dragged Scaramouche to a couch.

“Ya sure know how to dance, dance king Scaramouche.” You teased as you both took a seat. “Be quiet, I have shame unlike you. Your dancing was by far the worst here,” he grumbled.

You giggled at him and his attempt to insult, normally you would’ve clapped back to him with another one but what caught your eye was his smile. His lips were turned up so slightly, if it weren’t for you sitting right next to him you wouldn’t have ever noticed. “Hey… You’re smiling.”

He looked over at you and his smile diminished, “Yeah so what? Should I not be?” He questioned while embarrassed you put him on the spot like that. You smiled and leaned over to him, your hand raised then you poked his cheek softly.

“No, it’s not that. Don’t mean to stereotype you as an edge lord that doesn’t have emotions, but you barely smile,” you pulled your hand away and felt warm when you saw his confused expression. “You look good when you smile, that’s all,” you said truthfully and looked away from his gaze with a blush.

He felt his heart skip a beat at your words and too blushed. He’s received many compliments before. Though he’s never acknowledged them he found to hate it at times. He cursed at himself for allowing himself to let his walls down because now he was acting like a child in love.

“I’d say the same to you… You have a pretty smile,” he said in a quiet tone all while staring at you with confidence. You both were lost in each other's eyes and you couldn’t tell if time was slowing down or speeding up because all you could focus on was Scaramouche.

His beautiful eyes, and his cute smile. The way his cheeks were a pink blush, you took in every one of his details not missing one thing. There was nothing but love laced deep into your eyes, at that very moment your heartbeats resonated with each other.

They called out to each other and sang their songs loudly, with passion. They connected as they unlocked the depths within, they overflowed out and grew a seed. A seed that would soon bloom into a flower, growing into happiness.

Scaramouche shook his head as he snapped out of it and cleared his throat which made you do the same. It was now awkward but still felt right.

“Well I don’t know much of Christmas yet but I can tell you’re for sure feeling the spirit,” Scaramouche chuckled as he pointed at your face. Your rose your eyebrow and your head tilt, but before you could say a word he continued. “Your face, it’s red. Almost as red as Santa’s hat.”

You irked and punched his arm to which he burst into laughter as he caressed his arm. “Don’t act like you weren’t either stupid!” You snapped at him in an attempt to fluster him as well but he stood his ground.

“I was not. You’re delusional.”

“No way! Now you’re just lying out of your ass.”

Yeesh, back to the bickering already- Or not? You two broke into silly little giggles for a good minute or two after wiping tears from your eyes.

“See, this is how you celebrate Christmas. You spend time with people you enjoy and smile with them. Exchanging gifts and being happy with each other. I’m sure when Christmas rolls around next year, you’ll love it.” You said happily and pat his shoulder.

“With people you enjoy? Is that so? Then, will you spend it with me next year?” He asked and showed an earnest smile. Your eyes widened and you blinked, you were baffled. The dude you fought constantly, and competed with, implied that he enjoyed spending time with you.

He always wore a scowl on his face, but now he had the most precious smile that you could not resist. “I’d love to.”

You couldn’t deny it any longer. For so long, you’ve pushed away the feelings. You feel as if fireworks were set off in you, but embracing them had to be the best thing you’ve ever done.

“Hey you two, what’re ya doin'? Stop sitting there and join the party. We’re gonna play some uno and monopoly,” The host of the party, and Scaramouche’s friend, Childe called out.

It was now Scaramouche’s turn to grab your hand and drag you to the tables of people. But this time, you both were happy.

Happily in love with each other.

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carrotssssssss · 1 year

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mindless thoughts

needed this after the first report card AUGHHHH

oh, how he invaded your thoughts with such ease, you may as well be his biggest “fan”, or more of sorts, assistant. you could say that you were his right hand person. but, you hated looking at him. you hated how if just a simple glance at him were to transpire, he would intrude in your organized mind, jumbling everything that was going on in your brain, and filled every corner with, him, him, him. but, the balladeer was nowhere near kind to his assistants, but he reserved a special spot for you, you would sometimes like to think. you just hoped he thought of you as someone who was a little bit, just a little bit above the other pathetic fatui soldiers. you did everything to get to know him just a little bit better, bringing him drinks, snacks that you knew he sometimes would like to eat during breaks, and sometimes finishing his paperwork for him. needed that stack of documents looked over and signed? done! needed a dango break, but don’t want to get up? done! thirsty? want a drink? done! needless to say, you would have done anything for him, whether it be jump off a cliff, bring him a snack, or anything trivial that needed to be done. you knew he probably didn’t return the feelings, but you could hope, couldn’t you? oh, how he intruded, entered your thoughts without permission, those mindless thoughts about him, how he made you so dazed, a simple glance from him could make your face heat up, and you just had to break eye contact, because goddamn it, why are you so shy. but, little did you know, he returned those feelings, he returned them all right. oh my, he just loved talking with you, even if he didn’t show it. scaramouche, or rather, kunikizushi, doesn’t know how he would act if he lost you from his life, he hates the fact that he has feelings for you, those trivial human feelings that mean nothing to him even though they do. those little glances? yeah, he only saves them for you. and that adorable little smile appears only when you return the gaze, widening just a teeny, tiny bit, when your cheeks burn red, and you look away, clearing your throat. oh, how you invaded his thoughts, that mind of his that was always scheming, full of plans, became messy and disorganized, all because of you, you, you. all because of your beautiful smile, your beautiful face, you. oh, those mindless thoughts about you. oh boy, how is he supposed to work now, when you fill every inch of his head?

#scaramouche #scaramouche imagines #scaramouchexreader #scaramouche x reader #genshin impact #genshin

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ginxx00 · 9 months

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❝❝ 🥡🧋 x reader

# I love you for eternity, that’s how big my love is for you my dear. Genshin Impact.

𝓝𝓸𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓵 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷,,

Forgiving for who you are [Scaramouchexreader]

𝓜𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓷 𝓐𝓤

Currently nothing right now,, come back soon,,

#yandere genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x you #sagau cult au #sagau x reader #yandere sagau

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id1ot-wh0re · 2 years

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I have a random urge to read.

I have a random urge read ScaramouchexReader and AetherxReader. But i can barely find anything. And A N G S T too.

#bored #scaramouche x reader #aether x reader #genshin angst

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redvoid-40 · 2 years

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Let me just say that I am absolutely in LOVE with Scaramouche's new design! The colours are so beautiful and I loved the flowy, open kimono! Very elegant and mystical, 10/10 design! (also, it may be an unpopular opinion, but I liked this hat better than the one with the veil. i dunno, it feels lighter)

My savings have already been established and I have him guaranteed, so I'll use all of my self-restraint to skip Nahida's banner and save it all for him. So the question now is: should I go for constellations or his weapon banner?

Anyway, after such a blessed image, I think it's time to go back to writing the last chapter of my scaramouchexreader fic. =.=

May all Scaramouche-wanters be Scaramouche-havers!

#scaramouche #red screaming in the void #he is perfect #no faults no flaws #faruzan too #hope she'll be a good anemo support for scaramouche #and xiao too

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dilucsrevenge · 2 years

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i'd like to maybe request some scara pegging.. puts my hands in the air and falls to my knees

anon. i am here to provide for you even though this is going on nearly a year old. i am so sorry (but my apology is this fic

pairing: scaramouche x gn!reader (presumed female w/ use of strap-on. no gendered terms used towards reader) warnings: smut. lots of it. pegging, use of a strap-on toy. slightly sadistic reader. light dacryphilia. very little. only there if you squint. wc: 1242 nsfw content ahead. minors do not interact. support my work

You had never met anyone this aggravating until you were given the chance to meet Scaramouche. The second you met him, he had nothing but a bitter and cocky attitude towards you. Every second spent around him was another second you were closer to doing whatever you could to knock that smug smirk off his face you noticed was there every time you were visibly annoyed by another one of his mediocre jabs at your capabilities.

Those exact thoughts of yours ended up being the main reason Scaramouche ended up spread out on your bed, hands tied to the headboard above him and ankles securely tied to the posts of the bed below him. There was no way in hell you would even give him a chance to overpower you in bed, plus it was just a benefit that he looked so pretty tied up like this. You never imagined someone like Scaramouche would end up resorting to doing everything he could to lift his hips up off the mattress towards your touch that was just barely ghosting over his pale skin.

“You really think I’m going to touch you that easily…” you shook your head as a small whine passed by his kiss-swollen lips, “how pathetic.”

“Please…” Scaramouche had been determined to never resort to any kind of begging, especially for anyone he saw as below himself, but he couldn’t help it. There wasn’t much willpower left in his mind with every second that passed where he felt your fingers digging into his plush thighs, your strap-on occasionally slapping against his skin.

You were doing it on purpose, even if he didn’t notice that yet. You kept letting the silicone toy brush against the underside of his throbbing cock as you leaned down to hover over him, trailing kisses against his bruised littered collarbones. All the marks left on him were none from battle for once, instead it was evidence of how easily you were able to mark him as your territory.

The quiet begging from Scaramouche had you grinning more than you’d like to ever admit. You wondered to yourself if the rest of the Harbingers were aware of this side of him. The side that was practically panting as your fingers inched across his hip bones, the side of him that gasped louder than he could speak when you purposely dug your nails into his skin to keep him still.

“Say that again, darling.” Your words spilled past your lips, heavily mixed with the obvious lust in your tone for the Harbinger underneath you. If you had less of a grip on your own actions, you knew you’d already be pounding into Scaramouche until he could barely even whisper your name.

The bob of his throat made it obvious to you that he was swallowing down his pride that he had far too much of. It was such a struggle to knock down his ego to a place that you felt he deserved to be at. Scaramouche was still aggravating with how long he would respond to your demands, there was still a glint of disobedience in his eyes that you were determined to eliminate.

“I said, say it again,” you emphasized your words by digging in your nails into his flesh again, satisfied by the groan that fell from his throat in response.

Scaramouche may have been one to not give up to your dominance easily, but he was also not someone that would deny himself the pleasure he was about to receive. Even if it meant he was about to submit to someone he saw as below himself, it was about his pleasure anyways. He wouldn’t truly admit that a small, or rather large, part of his brain was more than excited to feel the stretch of the silicone toy you were occasionally pressing against his entrance.

“Please,” his voice broke as he spoke up this time around, much louder than he had previously been before. Scaramouche’s eyes were wide with shock; even he couldn’t believe that he could sound that desperate.

You were thankful you didn’t have to wait around to finally get him whimpering for you. Your previous session of stretching him out with your fingers finally proved useful outside of just being for your own pleasure. With just a little extra lube from the bottle that was next to him on the bed, you were able to slide inside of him at an achingly slow pace until you bottomed out.

“Ah… oh! … Archons…” Scaramouche’s moans were just barely audible over the sound of your thighs slapping against his, every little whimper that came from his parted lips sounded like the sweetest songs sung by birds that flew through Mondstadt.

All the noises he was making served as encouragement for you to pick up the pace of your thrusts, all the noises between the two of you becoming sloppier as the time passed. You wanted to see this man below you reduced to tears, you knew you needed a new angle to your movements. With one hand securely gripping his thigh, you lifted his leg to rest it against the side of your hip.

Like he was almost trained, Scaramouche’s heel dug into the small of your back, pulling you closer to his body and allowing you to thrust into him deeper. Like clockwork, his moans increased in volume and frequency with each stroke that pressed against his prostate. Between his breathy pants and half-lidded eyes, you knew he was close.

“M’gonna… ah!… m’gonna cum…” His voice broke with every thrust of your tips, his free hand covering his mouth after he spoke as tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. A few stray tears escaped his eyes, rolling down the sides of his cheeks.

And you were right. He was pretty when he cried.

“Cum for me,” you whispered, leaning down to trail the tip of your tongue against his cheek, humming under your breath at the salty taste of his skin from a mix of sweat and tears, “you’re such a good boy, Scaramouche. Cum for me.”

Your words were all Scaramouche needed to fall over the edge. With the intensity of his orgasm, his back arched off the bed, loud moans of your name and curses filling the room. He was quick to quiet down, eyes widening as he saw the mess of cum that was on his skin, pooling right at his stomach.

“Never done that before…” he whispered, closing his eyes so he didn’t have to look up at you.

A quick kiss was pressed to his forehead as you slowly and carefully pulled your strap-on out of him, your movement, met with quiet little whines from Scaramouche.

“I know, pretty boy, but you did so good for me.” Finding a cloth on the nightstand you had prepared, you cleaned off all of his chest and stomach. Even if he was a cruel and aggravating person, you still needed to take care of him after this.

There wasn’t much time after all to clean him up fully, one look at him and you saw he had already dozed off. Any after care you had planned could wait, a nap wouldn’t hurt for now. Sleep was actually calling for you to join Scaramouche after the hours you spent with him anyways. You could sleep much better with him pressed against your chest rather than alone somehow, anyways.

#video games #genshin impact #genshin impact smut #genshin impact writing #scaramouche x reader #sub!scaramouche x dom!reader #gn!reader #gn! reader #scaramouche smut #scaramouchexreader #scaramouche fanfic #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x y/n #my writing #anonymous #answered #.txt

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emocka · 1 year

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Hear me

Deaf reader x genshin men ft aether Kazuha scaramouche

Warnings reader is deaf. A silent voice inspired this minus the bullying part. Aue me it's my favorite movie.

Plot: you've been deaf all your life never hearing your lovers voice. That was until your birthday came around. You had been saving up to afford cochlear implants. When your lover caught wind they paid for it. How will you react when you hear them for the first time?

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Aether

You questioned how you managed to make a love story with aether. When your birthday came around aether surprised you with the surgery. He caught wind of what you were doing.

After some discussions without letting it slip what he was doing he made the appointment. You accepted it with the secret promise to pay him back. So under the anesthesia you went. Out you came with the implants.

'So she wont be able to use them for two weeks. Keep water off them.' The doctor droned on and handed aether a packet with instructions. He nodded taking the papers. He walked over to your sleeping figure. Gently kissing your forehead.

'A little longer kitten. Then I can pop the question. Happy birthday.' He nuzzled your hair then left.

You were released and sent home. During the two weeks you noticed aether acting weird. It scared you. When he disappeared for three days you cried. The time finally came to turn them on. You were nervous staring in the mirror. With aether acting you were wondering if you made the right choice.

Giving in you turned them on and left the bedroom. Walking down the hall aether signed at you asking if they were on. You nodded.

He smiled and held out his hand. You took it and he led you to the couch. He signed at you to close your eyes. You did as told.

'Y/n. I know you've never heard anyone's voice and I wanted to be the first one you heard.' You jumped hearing him.

His voice was calm.

'I know we've been through a lot. And I wanted to ask you something. You mean a lot to me. Being with you has been a dream. And thats why I wanted to ask the question.' He pulled out the ring.

'Open your eyes' he said. You opened them.

'Will you marry me?' He asked. In front of you was a ring. You widen your eyes then tackled him crying. Aether hugged you.

'Yesh' was all you said. Talking was going to difficult for you. But aether didnt care. He was just happy that you said yes.

'Your the best person and deserve the world.' He said as he slipped the ring on you. He then hugged you and pulled you down again.

Kazuha

He caught wind of it. The internet history made it pretty obvious. He then found your math.

After some discussions about it he kissed your head. He discreetly made the appointment. When your birthday came are he handed you a card. He signed at you which caused you to cry.

The day before kazuha had canceled everything to spend time with you. You guys were in bed cuddling. You were signing in his hand. You were freaking out. Scared out of your mind. He stroked your hair to calm you down. When the day arrived you went under the anesthesia. After a several hours the procedure was a success. papers in hand kazuha sat down and watched you. Two weeks before you could use them. Then 3 to 6 months to adjust to them. It was going to a long recovery.

During the two weeks you were spotted making small flowers. Your wedding was coming up. He also spotted you dropping money his to account. He knew what you were doing so he discreetly dropped it back in yours. All though the next morning it was back in his account. He was going to talk to you about that. When the two weeks were over. You were in the shared bathroom. Sitting on the floor pondering whether or not you should turn on them. Kazuha on the other couldnt find what he was looking for. He written a song for you. It was a private one so his fans wouldnt get to hear it. He stopped the search when he heard you crying.

He knocked on the bathroom door. Opening it quietly he saw the scene. You were sitting on the floor. Crying. Tapping g your shoulder he signed at you.

*I dont know if I should turn them on! What if I cant handle the noise?* you signed at him.

He pulled you up and guide you to your bed.

*then just turn them off. Let me know.* he signed back kissing your forehead.

You gave it some more thought them turned them on.Kazuha smiled. Taking a deep breath he started talking.

'I love you.' Was all he said.

You looked at him. People described his voice as soft as autumn breeze. Hearing his voice made you cry.

You started talking saying thank you. You didnt care if you couldnt say words correctly. You didnt care if your voice sounded like a five year old. Neither did kazuha. He just pulled you onto his lap and hugged you. He will admit he was crying as well.

'Sh sh its ok.' He said rubbing your back. He smiled through his tears hugging you tighter.

It was safe to say that when you heard him sing for the first you cried again.

And the wedding? It went well.

Scaramouch

Dont ask him how he knew. He just knew. After a few attempts to get the ball dropped. You accidentally revealed what your plans were.

He made the appointment. When your birthday came around he took there. Signing at you he promised it would be ok. If anything went wrong he would have Ajax take care of it. He kissed your cheek and let the doctor take you.

After sometime the procedure was over. Rather loopy from the morphine you decided to sleep. Scaramouche right there in the room with the doctors explaining everything. Handing him the packet he walked over to you pulling a chair up to the bed. Taking your hand he fell asleep.

During the two weeks you were in pain. Scara did his best to help you. Preventing you from ripping them out. When the time finally came you were crying. You weren't having a mental break down. You were panicking because of the possibility of him divorcing you. You noticed him acting weird. When you woke up you saw the words divorce on his laptop.

The reality? He kinda was BUT he had a good reason. He wanted to remarry you. Ever since he found out about the cochlear implants he discreetly made plans to redo the wedding. He had grabbed you wedding dress and had it tailored to your current size. He looked online and found the venue it was held at. He rebooked the honeymoon trip suite included. He made sure everything was ready. Your wedding ring was also resized and redone.

You decided to power through somewhat and sign the papers. He then slide a card to you. It had a date and address in it.

So you showed up with yae miko in tow. She pulled you into a dressing room and helped you into it.

After getting into the dress you were walked down the aisle towards Scaramouche. He signed at you to turn them on. You refused thinking this was a cruel joke. But with a little bit of convincing you turned then on. He made yae miko go leaving you him and the priest behind.

'Y/N. I'm sorry for acting weird' he took your hand in his. 'But I did it for a good reason. I know I'm not the most affectionate person in the world. I would like to make it up to you.'

Tear started coming down your face. He pulled you close to himself to wipe them away.

'I'm sorry for putting you under so much unwanted stress.' He kissed your cheek. 'I promise you itll all be ok.'

He murmered in your ears quietly as the priest announced you two married.

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miiserableee · 1 year

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( 𖤘 ) ▸ ghost me too : scaramouche x fem! reader !

a ghostly encounter . dead scaramouche is signed up to help you hook up with his bestfriend when he was alive . only to end up somewhat being attached to you in the process of it .

(!!!) mentions of reader being indifferent ! with a crush on kazuha !dead scaramouche ! scaramouche is called kuni by the reader ! ghost scara ! hopeless romantic reader ! modern!highschool! au again cause that's all i can ever write :D ooc characters ! 2.2k words !

THERE WASN'T MUCH , that can frustrate a dead guy . wanting to punch some ugly asshole being an asshole but not being able to cause he's already a ghost ? few times forgetting of being one of the dead with no material body and passing through walls and confusing a buffering within himself for a few minutes ? all of those happening way too much these days of his afterlife than during his actual living days ? a lot more tolerable than your incoherent mumbling that he can't even tell anymore if meant for him to hear or for you and the table's very intimate , discussion .

as if being dead and not being able to leave fully yet is not enough , a girl with love issues just had to come around and tie him down .

"Get a grip already , you just tripped in front of him . Not stripped or did some accidental pole dancing , what are you moping around so much for ?" you've clearly done far worse things . more worth of all this display of embarrassment . he doesn't say that though . aware by now just how different yours and his standards and logic with things can be .

"You don't get it , Kuni ." you whine , once again , almost a miracle it is for him to finally see you lift your head after at least an hour and a half of just plummeting it down your apricot dripped table . "Yeah , I don't . Mind telling me why it matters so much that he saw you trip down face flat down the floor ? Didn't you sing off tune in front of him last week ? How about that cringe ass letter you spent more time crisping edeges of till midnight to crease up so well and spent barely 10 minutes on the actual content of the thing ?"

"Meanie ."

he scoffs with your glare . the cutesy word definitely doesn't fit you . but you get like that after getting all teary , can't be helped .

he floats away from where he was floating from outside your bedroom window . going inside and watching you with heated eyes as you stood up and left your unfinished book reports to continue your sulking in your bed , which he made earlier this morning .

"Why do you even like the guy ? Is it really all about the face and fame for you ?" you kept silent as he sat on your swivel chair , he can't feel your warmth from it at all , like he can't feel the cushion either . he spins once , before he runs his mouth again . "I bet Kazuha would give you a chance if you were just to be more direct . No one ever said your actions have to be so discreet ."

why even bother in the first place ? to try to tell and show feelings if you keep on keeping one foot back away from all the risks the shutting of the door and the crossing of the line could do ? he sighs when you keep quiet .

remembering the time he died , and the time he pulled you out of your stalking shadows .

because fucking grim reaper said to do as so .

kazuha this , kazuha that . since the very day he came up to you as a ghost , in your school's summer uniform and with a mix of a scowl and frown on his face , he's heard kaedehara kazuha's name a billion times , go in and out of your mouth . like a lollipop that you'd die without having between your lips , caged behind rows of railing teeth .

but kazuha wasn't just some hot guy he also was aware of who is because of having such title at school , but also because he's actually one of kazuha's friends when he was alive .

but you didn't know that .

because all along , your focus was on kaedehara kazuha , never away , always there . even when kazuha had other people around him . from your sights , always just a bit to too far meters away from him , you only ever saw him . as if he was emitting a light that cascaded and faded almost everything around him .

scaramouche knew you were interested in kazuha since day one , even when he was still alive . there was something that was hard to miss with those subtle eyes of yours that always found ways to latch on a certain word lover boy .

subtle yet determined , prominent and evident . however , he was the only one which noticed , so he paid it no mind . he thought he was just imagining things . looking over through lens , too diluting .

but when he died , and was sent to you , it was summer break . it was funny as the time for mourning took over the days of planned vacations , but he was too busy annoyed of how idiotic drivers can be .

add to how some self proclaimed grim reaper just had to go and say bullshit like hiding his kindness and only letting children have a peek of it rewards him little to no brownie points in heaven and has to go accumulate a few more , he already , wasn't in a good mood to have been assigned to you , when he was briefed of what he had to help you with .

when he realized he was to assist y/n l/n though , he somehow , felt a bit relieved . at least this time killer would be a bit more amusing .

but you were sulky and listless .

not being at school where you had the perfect excuse of seeing him almost everyday , you became one lump of an absolute hollow shell . even one drop of enthusiasm can't seem to remain in you .

scaramouche didn't know what to do at first until he started piecing up just what human you truly are from how much he watches you laze about and almost always forget he's there haunting you .

you were incredibly indifferent .

when he showed up and stated his reasons for future sticking to you , all you really did was analyze how he floated a bit off the floors and how he could float even more , only passing by him a nod and a nice to meet you .

you clearly didn't recognize him at all .

scaramouche figured it'd be bad to have you so down in the dumps and with absolutely no chance . its hard for him too as he just wants to be able to rest entirely already . so he went to pull some strings and tried to get you out , teach you some things he knows was under aligned kazuha's radar of preference . he decided to press you up slowly into one origami kazuha would want to keep by his side to stare at before he sleeps at night .

during two months and almost three that you two spent together , scaramouche could already name a lot of things worth loving about you . perhaps it was because of his pretext of needing to build something to love about you , but for some reason , he was able to distinguish between baking soda and baking powder in no time .

and it was hard as he knew he wasn't exactly capable of fully showing you those love-worthy things about you , himself . all he can really do was help you bait kazuha into it . which as of now , is working quite a bit . seeing as how kazuha have gone from just flinching when seeing you to actually smiling a bit now and even calling out your last name . one heck of a progress , if scaramouche could have a say .

he wished he was also awfully indifferent .

he can't help but want to shatter all he's helped you built right when the progress was just about to hit its booming . as ironic as that sounds . he can't figure out yet also why he even bothers feel this way , such unfathomable feeling , such a bother in it itself already .

"Do you really , love Kazuha ?" you were , yet again , silent , before nodding , slowly , twice . seemingly sinking more into your mattress and pillows . "What things do you plan to do when you get to be with him ?"

"Like when I date him ?" you sure dream big . "Yeah . Like when you get to date him ."

"I'd want to hug ." he nods . "And ?" you shrug .

"That's the gist of it ."

"Can't you just hug him as a friend or something ?" you finally turn , creaking your bed and glaring at him as your sheets cover almost all of your face . only your furrowed brows peeking at his violets ,

"Hugs are a lot more intimate of a thing . You hug when you kiss . You hug when you're sad , happy , or whatever . You hug to be the closest you can be to the person you want to be close to . You even hug when you fuck . Kuni , you tend to really treat me like a kid sometimes ."

"No kid just downright says fuck in context of sex right in midst of a sweet sentence ."

"True ." you finally rose from your bed and stared right at him . "You've been kind of mad since earlier . I got tense when you did . Maybe why I tripped . So , what was the reason ?"

though almost so soft like mochi , you were one to say less of what's unneeded and most of what's in dire peak of acquisition , as sharp as the knives that cut up necks and beheads under the name of guillotines .

"I was ? Mad ?" how could you have known and not him , himself ?

"Yea , like you wanted to possess a body and guide them to some forced scuba diving from an airplane a million feet above on air without a parachute . Did something happen ?"

you were all humped on that pillow , you hugged it so hard as you rest your chin on it . looking at him with those eyes of yours , with bits of gleam , diamond bits shattered and plastered on your eyeballs so squeak . you remain there with your head a bit tilted as you bore holes into his translucent visage .

his existence already fleeting but always materializing under your touch . your touch that never dared tighten .

in an attempt to shake of both envy and worry , anxiety and loneliness , a feeling of shackling forlorn , he plop down the floor and straightened his legs .

eyes still on you .

until he spread his arms and your eyes went there . "You're asking , for a hug ?" you say , almost seeming to be judging but he shakes those arms lent out and smiles , or smugs at you .

"What ? Scared of a little ghost hug ?"

though you were the indifferent type that lets almost all things pass , you definitely had a competitive side to you . a view of a part of you , he always see , all free .

your eyebrow twitch and with little to no sound , your bed creaked again , moving out of it and standing first with your feet beside his pressed thighs , looking down on him .

even under you , he still seems so much more than you . you groan , closing your eyes and sitting down on his lap , lighting your weight as much as you can .

before , he was sure you'd pass through him . but you don't . he was incredibly cold , and to him , you were awfully warm .

you press your cheek on his shoulder , your breath on his neck but he didn't mind . he never did , this was how he positioned you before too . saying it feels more comfy for you both , this way .

your arms latch right around his waist . "At this point , I should just date you ."

he held close to you as well . the only existence that helps him remember what it's like to touch and be touched . such bittersweet concept all over your lovely body on his .

he shrugs . "Maybe you should . Ditch Kazuha or something ."

you laugh . "Dumbass . Even if I did , would dating you be any better ? You always told me before to hook up with him already so you can finally rest in peace . I don't want to tie you down here ."

he hugs you , impossibly closer . "How about you just don't and I stay here with you forever ?"

"I just said I didn't want to tie you down here ." he rests his head on yours . "But you aren't . I'll just be staying on my own accord ."

"Shut up , Kuni . I want to sleep ." snuggling into him , looking for more of those pricking sensations . "Do you still love Kazuha ?"

you kept quiet . and he didn't want that . so he pulled you a bit away . held unto your arms and forced you to look his way . your eyes glossy and sleepy , almost closing as you release a short breath , unhinged and chaos all over your irises . such desperation he must have shown for your sight to have felt that way on him .

"I still do , don't worry . I'll hook up with him soon . You can be free ." you held on his cheeks . they were all frozen mochi . he closes his eyes only to open them up and glare at you . "Now I feel less mad and more shitty ."

"I see ." you went and pecked at his check , a smooth kiss and he remained piercing you with his violets . "I kiss my older brother on the cheeks all the time , don't look so disgusted ."

you aim to stand up already , leave him at that . but he held unto the back of your waist , the base of your spine . resting his face on your chest as he looks up at you with that sticky sight .

"Ten more minutes ." you ignore the desperation and the pain in his eyes . a ghost and a human can't love . it's no use brooding over the fact that you met him too late . you kissed at his forehead and nods .

"Okay . I might fall asleep though ."

SCARA-LiNE ! / WORK NAVi !

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manic-nova · 3 years

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Captivated. A Scaramouche Lemon.

Summary: You're captured by a fatui harbinger who intends to use you to gain intel on his enemies, but he discovers a more effective way to coax you for information.

Word Count: 3,673 words

Characters: Scaramouche x Fem Reader

Warnings: Themes of humiliation, kidnapping, slight bondage, fingering, rough sex, slight choking, voyeurism (fatui underlings watch), hair pulling, lots of degradation, unprotected sex. NSFW Minors GET OUT

You were dead. You knew you were dead the second you felt his abrasive hands wrapped around you, pulling you into the all consuming shadows of Inazuma’s busy streets. He tied your ankles and wrists so effortlessly, his right hand gripping onto your cheeks and tilting your blindfolded eyes up toward him.

“If you know what’s best for you, you won’t try to run or scream. You’ll do exactly as I tell you, and maybe then I’ll let you live. Is that understood?”

You muffled out an agreeable response at the man’s voice, nodding stiffly with his fingers still pressed into the skin of your face. You could tell through the bloodlust that seeped from his tone that he was not one to mess around with, that he’d kill you without hesitation if it came to it, but… something about the quality of his voice, demanding but almost whiny- you couldn’t deny it had you feeling far less appropriate feelings for the situation at hand.

“Good,” he quipped back, before moving his killer grip to your waist and stringing your limp and hopeless body over his shoulder. You had no clue where you were or where you were headed, but you could feel this man’s roughened hand rubbing up and down the back of your thigh, a lazy piece of fabric carelessly separating him from the bare skin. For a man that had been tossing you around like a sack of potatoes, his touch felt sensual and natural to him. You were nervous for what horrors potentially laid ahead, sure, but the more his hand caressed your body the harder it was for you to keep all of your rational thoughts from fading away. It didn’t help how he would comment under his breath about how good and obedient you were being. You knew he didn’t mean it like that, but again, every logical thought was slipping away from you with each effortlessly seductive motion. It didn’t take all that long for you to feel warmth begin to settle between your legs, wet slick building up in a shameful arousal. Archons, you wanted to deny it all, claim that it was some weird coping mechanism you had devised to manage your fear over the situation, but the way your thighs were pressing together in a fleeting attempt to suppress the feeling and somehow only making it worse... it told the true story.

When the harbinger finally let you off his shoulder, tossing you onto the ground of a dark an empty room (like a sack of potatoes), you could hardly focus on anything except the absolute mess between your legs, which you defensively crossed the second you hit the floor. He removed your blindfold, and it was the first time you had beheld the eyes of your captor, a deep blue almost violet shade of venomous intent. You could've mistaken those eyes for innocent if you hadn't been pulled into the darkness by their owner just prior, but he was beautiful, captivating even. He was watching you like a hawk as he moved his hands to your restraints, momentarily untying your arms and legs. He was talking about something, and you knew you probably should've been listening, but you were entranced by the way the muscles in his arms would aggressively tighten and contract as he worked away the ropes, his intricate fingers tending to every small detail.

"Are you even listening to me?!" He chastised you, gaze sharp and threatening.

"I- I'm sorry... could you please repeat the question. I promise I'll listen this time."

He growled under his breath, his teeth clenching as he took a single deep breath. "Don't ever make me repeat myself again, you hear? Now, I need you to spread your arms and legs so I can make sure you didn't smuggle any weapons on you, understood?"

"Wait, what-" You immediately hesitated, your legs crossing over one another and slamming shut, heart accelerating exponentially.

"You know, you're really running my patience thin," he exasperated. "I don't have all day." Scaramouche immediately pinned your body down by the waist, slamming you into the ground and climbing over you as his hands moved up your torso and forced your arms above your head. His brazen touch was only further contributing to the heat, your insides instinctively clenching as his hands moved down your thighs which you desperately held pinned together. "What- are- you- hiding!" He groaned, finally managed to pry your legs open and pin them down. He was so furious, he almost didn't register just what he was looking at, but he looked back up at your face, shamelessly ripe red and then back down to the sopping wet fabric that he just stared at for a second without a hint of emotion. A sly smile began to mischievously grow across his face, mutating and morphing into an insidious laughter. He was red in the face with joy, practically cackling at your pathetic and exposed state, basking in the way the features of your face dropped in shame and humiliation. Still, his husky laughter and the way his hands were forcibly gripping your inner thighs were driving you mad. Your whole body was aflame under him, the shame feeding into the arousal, and the arousal into shame, a vicious and unending cycle, but overall... you just kinda wanted to die then and there.

Scaramouche finally got control of his laughter, a devious smile resting on his face in its place. "Of all the pathetic chumps I've seen who beg for their lives or their freedom, I gotta give it to you, this is a new low-"

"I- It's not what it looks like-"

"Uh- uh- uh. I am not finished talking," he swiftly interrupted, pressing his thumb onto your lips and parting them gently.

Your breath seemed to get caught in your chest, his gaze driving you wild as you watched him look you up and down, taking in your whole body and biting down subtly on his lower lip.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes," he scoffed, rolling his eyes and shaking his head in a slight disbelief, his own satisfaction becoming hard to hide. "I guess this must be like some sort of fantasy of yours. That, or maybe you're just pathetically lonely."

Silence was the only answer you had. This was all beyond comprehension, and besides, you still couldn't tell if he was just stringing you along for his own enjoyment or if he had other plans. You couldn't read him, but he could see everything he needed to know about you between your legs. He was holding all the cards now. There was no running or denying him whatsoever.

"It's okay," he spoke condescendingly. "You don't have to deny it. After all, it's not like you could embarrass yourself any further here."

You hated it. You absolutely despised how your body reacted in such contorting pleasure to all of this, but your legs continued to twitch as your insides made desperate clenching motions, and the harbinger just continued to laugh at you and tease your thighs by gripping into them every time your body shifted.

Finally he leaned into your ear, hands still assertively pressed into the plush of your inner thighs and said. "Tell you what? I'll fuck you until you're a babbling mess and and then I'll ask you some important questions. I tend to your needs and you tend to mine. How does that sound?"

He didn't actually need to let you answer the question to know what you wanted, but still he waited for you to aggressively nod your head to him, which you immediately threw back as his fingers pushed down on your clit, rubbing circles through the soaked cloth. Godless moans escaped your body as he pushed the fabric aside, trailing his rough digits up and down your slick cunt as your back arched in response.

"Look at you, a big old mess at the hands of your enemy. You're gonna spill all your army's precious secrets to me soon, aren't you, you little whore?" he teased.

"Ahhuhh- uhuh, uhuh," you moaned in agreement, knowing damn well you would've agreed to just about anything he asked of you so long as he kept running his fingers across your slick folds. He touched you so roughly, but it felt like heaven, maybe because you had so much tension built inside you that was finally getting prepared to release.

"Oh, ya. You moan nice and loud for me. The least you can do for me since I'm being so generous. Let the whole building know what's going on." Scaramouche quipped, his thumb teasing at your clit as his forefingers began to prod at your hole.

"AhHh- t-there's other people here?" you asked hesitantly, barely able to form the sentence under all the mind numbing pleasure as he pushed his fingers into you, priding himself at the way your walls clamped around him so instinctually.

"Oh, ya," he cooed as he watched his fingers disappear in and out of you as continued to let out silky moans in rhythm with his motions. "There's plenty of other people here. You know, I bet one or two of them has their ears pressed to the door. They're probably jacking themselves off to the sound of your slutty moans. Archons, you're so shameless."

You felt a winding build up tightening in your core, breaths hitched as Scaramouche accelerated his pace, watching your face and body contort as he pushed his fingers into you again and again. The pleasure was all you could think about, a mind consuming singular thought as you held your legs open for him so that he could push into you without any hesitation. Soon you felt that build up reach its breaking point. "AhHHUhh- I- I'm gonna c-cum!"

"That's right," The man encouraged in total focus. "Cum all over my fingers like the slut you are."

His words seemed to push you over the edge, taking only a few more thrusts before creamy translucent liquid began to gush out of you, Scaramouche holding you by your hair with his free hand and forcing you to watch yourself cum all over yourself and his hand. You couldn't seem to pin down what you were feeling in the moment as a wave of emotion rushed through your body. It was hard to decipher whether it was the arousal still coursing through your veins or the overwhelming sense of humiliation you felt watching you cum on the hands of your captor.

You felt his grip on your hair loosen slightly, your body going limp as Scaramouche took his fingers from you and lapped his tongue around your juices. He leaned back into your ear, retightening his grip just moment after you felt him begin to lighten up on you. Your upper bodies pressed up against each other in a way that felt deliberate on his part. "You ready to tell me what I want to know?" he asked in a singsongy tone.

You were still sensitive, but your mind has already diverted back to its one track thinking, so you drew silent at the question. Saying no was a terrible idea, you knew that, but you still wanted more.

"Oh? That wasn't enough for you," he questioned with cocked brow. "Well, I guess that means I'm gonna have to stop going easy on you."

Scaramouche began tugging at your top, pulling the loose fabric down to reveal your perked up breasts. He tugged the flimsy dress all the way down your body, leaving it wrapped around your ankles as he picked you up off the ground. Your legs were shaking so bad you could barely stand, and Scaramouche only seemed to revel in your struggle.

"You're a real lucky one, you know that?" he rattled on as he began to fidget with the buttons of his pants. "There's not a single person in Tevyat that can say they've been in your peculiar situation. I'd say you should be proud of yourself if you weren't being such a pathetic little whore."

Scaramouche released his strained cock from its hold, pumping its shaft with one hand as he guided your body back toward his with another. He turned you around to face away from him, his hands gripping onto your waist assertively as he began to drag his cock across the forsaken surface of your slick folds. Harmonic moans escaped your lips with each movement, and Scaramouche answered you with suppressed low groans he was trying to hide away but failing. Your body attempted to instinctively move itself across the harbinger's cock, but Scaramouche only gripped into your sides with more force, holding you so he could use your body in the exact way he pleased. He positioned his tip at your entrance, letting it poke into you just barely as he leaned into your ear to whisper a combination of threats, backhanded compliments, and insults, each comment somehow coming off more seductive than the last. ""Oh, you poor thing," he cooed. "You're gonna regret asking for more."

Your captor pushed himself into you with excessive force, making you squeal out in a pained and pleasured cry. You saw stars as he pulled your hips into him and eliminated any remaining space between your bodies. Your breathing was already short and scattered in total contrast from the man behind you who seemed perfectly composed. "Oh, is it too much already?" The man mockingly questioned. " Trust me. This is nothing," he calmly commented before pulling out of you and immediately forcing himself back in. You yelped, tears prickling at your eyes at the mind numbing feeling of his length prodding into you, and he made himself comfortable in your discomfort, pushing back into you over and over again, just fast enough so that with every thrust he seemed to satisfy your ache to be filled with his cock at the last second before the feeling dissipated. The pacing was a painful and deliberate tease, intended to turn you into a desperate babbling mess- and it worked.

"Scaramouche, please! Faster... more... please," you whined.

"Patience, baby. Patience is key. We're waiting on something important..." He spoke ominously, caressing your skin as he continued to pump into you at mind-bogglingly slow pace.

"Waiting on something? What do you-"

Before you could even finish the thought a band of guards, four of them, flung the metal door open. They're eyes met yours and filled with panic, multiple of them immediately lurching for the door, but Scaramouche apparently had other plans. "You dimwits! Turn the fuck around and walk your sorry asses back in here."

They all looked around at each other in confusion, eyes darting to avoid the gazes of you and their boss. They didn't seem to trust the Harbinger whatsoever. In fact, they looked as if they were analyzing the situation and reading as a trap.

Scaramouche growled impatiently at the dumbfounded group of guards. "Straight line in front of me. Now!" he demanded, lowered tones sending shivers down the rookies spines.

They all scurried through the door way and stood stiffly a couple yards in front of you as they nervously continued to search for anything else to focus on out of fear for their lives.

"H-how can we help you, Sir Scaramouche?" The man on the far left asked hesitantly.

You could feel his nefarious intentions in the way he gripped tighter into the skin of your hips. You let out a slight whimper, which had all the boys in front of you seeming to shrivel in embarrassment. Scaramouche only thrived in the rooms awkward tension. "I want you all to watch closely and enjoy the show. Just be sure to pay attention, because this is a one time deal, understood?"

The men's confusion only seemed to grow among them, passing looks to each other and then guilty glances onto you and Scaramouche, eyes barely passing to catch glimpses of the lewd and desperate look on your face as your mouth hung wide open, tongue practically rolling out in your time of overwhelming desire and need.

"I said is that understood?!" Scaramouche exasperated at the men, they're like of responsiveness driving is patience levels to minuscule lows.

The men stuttered and spattered before finally spitting out a stupidly eager and synchronous "Understood!"

They're eyes darted onto you from that moment on and never left, and despite how you wanted to turn your head away from them as not to face them, Scaramouche caught your chin in his hand every time and turned you right back to face them, his pace finally picking up as he forced you to stare into the eyes of boyish strangers that all looked at you like they'd cum just from the sight of you. It was unbearably mortifying, but what was worse was the way you're body was reacting so agreeably to it all. You're nipples perked up, the pace of your heartbeat picked up tenfold, and the coil building in your core was starting to wind up fast as Scaramouche maintained a quick pace, ramming into you with his length. You tried to hold back the sinful moans escaping your lips, but the harbinger stuck his fingers far back into your throat until you were gagging then let up only enough for you to breath and resume the unholy sounds. The boys were all struggling to keep composure as they attentively watched every twitch and contortion of your body. Scaramouche was deviously ecstatic.

"You see their faces?" Scaramouche asked, bending over on top of you to reach deeper as he moved his hand from his mouth to around your neck. "You see it? The way they're fucking you with their eyes. See how their cocks are all dying to stuff a braindead little sex doll like you?" His face turned briefly away from your ear and back up toward his underlings. "It's okay if you boys wanna touch yourselves. I won't judge or blame you," he instructed them with a forced tone of sympathy. "Just know this is as close as you'll ever get to fucking her. She's my sex doll now, isn't that right?" He teased, jabbing his hips forward and filling you to the brim with his cock to which you keened so loudly.

You nodded your head ferociously, the twisted pleasure overwhelming your mind as your only verbal response became "uhuh, uhuh." He felt so good stuffed deep inside you, you could hardly care about the way those men were palming themselves through their black cargo pants or fidgeting desperately with their pants zipper.

Scaramouche could tell easily by your reaction that he'd found the sweet spot that kissed your cervix just right. You were so far gone from that point from the pleasure, and the man behind you seemed to finally begin to lose his composure as well with a combination of sultry chuckles and a string of moans that continued to included the phrase "you stupid whore." He didn't let up on the pressure or pace though as he continued to shove his cock into you in a perfect rhythm, sending wave after wave of ecstasy through your body. "Fucking slut," Scaramouche chastised you in choppy breaths. "You're totally- getting off to this- how embarrassing- Ah..."

The sound of his voice seemed to send you into overdrive, your whole body flaring up in a pulsating heat as you felt the knot inside your stomach begin to fall and snap apart. "Scaramouche! I- I'm gonna cum!! Ahhuhuh!"

"Of course you are- you disgusting whore- Ahhah, oh god!"

Scaramouche seemed to fall apart into an array of insidious moans, releasing into you without warning and loosening his grip as his head threw back to ride out his orgasm. Your body responded to the sensation by immediately coating his cock in your creamy release, and his moans and yours were piercing and careless. You had nearly completely forgotten about the men watching the spectacle, but one look at them and it was clear they reached their peak long before you and the harbinger. Your climax was heavenly. It felt so long and yet ended too quickly, and Scaramouche was about ready to keel over from the way your walls repeatedly clenched and released. He was a mess for all the shit he talked. Of course, you weren't gonna say that. You didn't wanna die.

He finally seemed to come to his senses, and as soon as he did, he looked onto his men, absolutely wrecked and consumed in their own pleasure, but Scaramouche was still fast to send them back out of the room. "Why are you still standing here?! Show's over! Get the fuck out!" He yelled in a frenzy of panicked shame.

The harbinger began to slide himself out of you, and you felt your knees start to collapse as his grip softened. Scaramouche caught you in his arms before you went crashing to the ground, uncharacteristically docile as he gently lowered to to the floor and flopped down next to you soon after. For a second he was actually kind of cute.

"Wow, you really couldn't keep it together at the end there, could you?" You breathily murmured.

"I'm still not opposed to killing you, you know?" He droned, shaking his head in utter disappointment.

You nodded understandably and drew silent in response. Sure, he might've been kidding. That was not something you wanted to test.

"Wait, aren't you supposed to interrogate me or something?" You questioned him.

"Not right this second," he growled. "We've got all the time in the world. I'm in no rush."

You let out a relieved sigh, the clear shift in his demeanor evident as he turned to break your gaze, like a whole new Scaramouche had entered the room. You smiled at the sight of him, calm and brimming with nervous energy, and you thought to yourself, "I could get used to this."

A/N: Hey guys! It's totally been a minute, but earlier this week I got random ass Scaramouche brain rot so take it, I guess. I always get kind of nervous writing stuff like this. Dipping into the realm of exploring where embarrassment turns into arousal always feels like I'm going to reach people who simply don't get it, but then I remember this account is anonymous, and I write for me. So with that said, I hope some of you enjoyed this Scaramouche lemon, and remember that my ask box is open for any suggestions for future prompts. Thanks for reading! -Nova.

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