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hollythius · 11 months
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WE SHOULD TRY! | silly genshin x reader hc’s
synopsis | y/n sees a couple while out with their partner. whoo boy!
includes | childe kaeya albedo scara! kaeya’s part is a lil suggestive!
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as you pass by another couple, you realize how lovey dove they look. you feel a little…outdone. you think it’s a fine time to tell your partner to lay on the pda!
CHILDE laughs and throws a warm arm around your waist, his freckled cheeks dusted pink. “oh, you wanna be more open? sure, love.” he presses a kiss to the crown of your head and squeezes you tighter. “is that good for now?” you nod, happy.
KAEYA is smug. and dare i say teasing. his hand, which was already laid upon your waist, dips lower in favor of your hip. you giggle and punch him jokingly, calling him an animal. “how about i give you something more permanent then, dove?” he coos, and your side of the taunting ends there. he laughs, before kissing your cheek. “i’m just messing, honey. unless?” you punch him again.
ALBEDO is quiet. is holding hands not enough? surely not every group of two is this close in public, right? are you unhappy? his overthinking stops when you squeeze his hand tighter, saying how you were joking. he laughs, relieved. “i thought you were angry with me, sweetness.” you shake your head and swear up and down that no, you could never be angry with him!
SCARAMUCHE gets red. he’s holding your pinkie— that’s what you agreed on! what do you mean you want more? really, all he wants to do is wrap himself around you so that only he gets to have you, but he can’t handle that right now. and you know that. so you agreed on the pinkies! “i thought we had a deal,” he drones. the look of defeat and betrayal on his face is comical. you kiss the corner of his lips, making them quirk into a bashful smile. “kuni, i’m kidding. whatever you feel comfortable with is fine with me.” he fumes. you’ll be the death of him.
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white-sinner · 1 year
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Yandere mean boy Scaramouche
x male reader modern AU
Warning: jealousy, threats (not towards the reader), dirty thoughts, manipulation
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Yandere mean boy scaramouche: one of the most popular kids in school both boys and girls drool over him but he has already set his sights on someone you no one is allowed to approach or do anything towards you everyone knows what if someone disobeys this rule? well let's say the last person to do it never showed up at school
Yandere mean boy scaramouche: that he literally burned with jealousy when while you two were talking one of the cheerleaders had the brilliant idea of coming over in her uniform even though it's not her rehearsal time just to get your intention not to mention how she tried to flirt with you . Bhe rest assured dear scaramouhe already has a plan to ruin her not so golden reputation
Yandere mean boy scaramouche: that during lunchtime he followed the girl to the bathroom and pushed her along with another boy and took a couple of pictures posting them anonymously on the school instagram maybe he could also tag his parents so they would know what kind of slut their daughter is
Yandere mean boy scaramouche: that soon after the news spread he ran to you for comfort. poor girl what kind of pervert could do such a thing? What if he was next?! you will protect him won't you M/n?~
Yandere mean boy scaramouche: that he cried when the girl blamed him saying it was his fault that he had done this to her all the students agreed with Scaramouche blaming the girl she could not blame a person who had done nothing to her and you somehow or other found yourself on the side of Scaramouche
Yandere mean boy scaramouche: who as soon as he got home completely took off his uniform and lay on the bed with his legs spread, I enter your social profile and finger himsel imagining that instead of his fingers it was you and he moan so loud…are we sure that the bitch had to be the girl and not him?
 Yandere mean boy scaramouche: that the next day he comes without a jacket with an even tighter and more snug shirt than usual with a chocker instead of a tie and fishnet gloves.
Yandere mean boy scaramouche: who was particularly careless that day everything fell over and he had to bend over in front of you to pick it up since your desk was next to his~
“did you hear what happened to that poor girl? I'm scared M/n what if I was next?! you will protect me won't you?~”
“M/n you like my look I thought I'd change my style~”
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kana-de · 8 months
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★ summary: harbinger!scaramouche x harbinger!fem!reader. you reveal that your favourite body part of his are fingers.
☆ cw: nsfw. scaramouche's fingers' appreciation. established relationship (may not be seen here but anyway). reader is a harbinger. alcohol mentioned, but reader doesn't drink. fingering. overstimulation. scara uses degrading praise (use of 'whore'). soft dom scara. reader's title in the harbingers is 'brighella'. 1810 words.
☾ a/n: kay why essing myself if this flops🧍‍♀️/hj
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you didn't know how you could possibly end up here.
around the table there were seated harbingers like arlecchino, columbina, signora, scaramouche, you and, of course, the bastard who initiated all of this - tartaglia. a few bottles of expensive alcohol were also placed on the round table, along with some glasses - some full, some empty.
the gingerhead even got scaramuche here. you couldn't even begin to imagine how he got the sixth here. probably, by begging or promising something stupid like not bothering him with his fights for a month.
idiot, dunce, moron-
you sigh for the nth time, straightening your warm, fur coat on your shoulders, then rubbing the bridge of your nose in an attempt not to make a face at the smell of alcohol on the table in front of them all.
a regular game with questions and drinking, except that you don't drink. and that’s why you have to answer all the questions asked, tartaglia explained. you held back the urge to leave.
"should've chosen drinking.." you think, already regretting your decisions. you couldn't possibly know what kinds of questions all of them could ask eachother. kana's guesses started off something like "what's your favourite colour" and continued up to "what's your favourite sex position". the harbingers were always so chaotic that you could really imagine someone asking that. especially tartaglia.
well, enough whining about that shithead.
your bored gaze falls upon the balladeer at the other end of the table. his hat is so big that everyone sitting next to him had to sit at least a meter away from him.
you look him up and down, your eyes lingering on the folded hands on his lap. the length of his fingers, their softness, their position-
you swallow the saliva in your mouth. this is not what you should be doing right now. at least not now.
you don't realise you're literally staring at him for a good few minutes already, until you hear someone calling you.
"...ghella. brighella!"
a familiar voice calls out your title, interrupting your glaring session, and you nearly jump out of your seat, trying to look like you were definitely not staring at scaramouche. not that he'd be against that.
in front of your unfocused eyes, they move their hand, waving. you immediately recognize this hand. its fingers, to be completely honest.
"earth to [name]!" scaramouche leans back, grinning in a slightly mocking way as soon as he sees that he managed to bring you out of this 'trance'. "you were asked a question." he simply says, when you finally manage to focus your vision.
crap. were you staring the whole time? humiliating.
"what?" you ask, having no idea of anything what happened while you were busy. clearing your throat and straightening your back you try not to appear embarrassed.
you sincerely hope you succeeded.
"i asked you a question." tartaglia’s voice is heard from the side, and she turns her head in his direction. of course it will be tartaglia, who, if not he, will never miss an opportunity to joke around.
"sorry, i didn't hear it. repeat the question." you sigh, asking calmly, propping your chin with your palm.
tartaglia grins widely. what a brat.
"i asked..." he makes a dramatic pause, looking around at everyone present - arlecchino, columbina, signora, scaramouche and, finally, his gaze stops at you. you pretend not to be in the least bit intrigued. "which part of scaramouche's body is your favorite?"
you pause, eyebrows raised up in surprise and confusion even when your face stays calm. you blink. twice. three times.
you think you might've misheard the gingerhead.
trying your best to stay calm, you cock your head, brows falling back in their place. "...what?"
"which part of scaramouche's bo-"
no, you definitely did not mishear him.
"i heard you the first time." you retort almost sharply, confusion coating your once bored features. you start to wonder what could he possibly think when asking that question in front of the other harbingers and, first of all, in front of scaramouche. "why... why this question?"
"just because." tartaglia simply replies, shrugging as if it's the most innocent question in the world.
"just because?"
"just because."
fucking bastard.
jokes aside, you didn't know if anybody from the harbingers or of all the fatui knew that you and scaramouche were together. you never told anyone and he didn't bother with telling anybody - no public kisses or words of affection when outside your private chambers - that's how it was for both of you.
nonetheless, you do give his question a thought. a big thought.
you feel the gaze of everyone present in this room on yourself, and especially - scaramouche's gaze. it's like he's burning a hole in you, yet having that usual mocking smirk present. for a second, you even wonder that he's fucking you with his eyes. just for a second.
you, quietly swallowing the suddenly viscous saliva, turn to the one mentioned, allowing yourself to look at him again.
eyes. his eyes, his endless indigo eyes, on which you'd let him drown you without saying a single word of protest. it's like looking at the infinite myriads of stars in the sky.
hair. his hair is incredibly soft, even if it is artificial. you can spend hours running his strands between your fingers without saying a word.
lips. his lips make your knees weaken and the butterflies in your stomach flutter with renewed vigor, and you're talking not only about kisses. his degrading praise has you on your knees for him anytime.
fingers.
"fingers." you blurt out without a last thought. this all is absolutely about his fingers. thin, long fingers, at which you could just glance at once and your legs would already shake in anticipation.
you notice the silence of all the present in the room. from the other side of the table, opposite from tartaglia's, arlecchino's all-knowing chuckle can be heard - she had you ranting about every little thing you'd like him to do with you, and every single thing you and scaramouche have already done together.
you're too embarrassed to turn to face scaramouche.
tartaglia can't stop himself from grinning even wider, looking at you with some kind of suspicious glint in his eyes. what is he up to now?
"what?" you confusingly frown at him, turning to face the man.
if it hadn't been for the tsaritsa, you'd crush every single bone in his body a while ago already.
tartaglia only smirks. "nothing. so, you're asking someone a question now...'
nothing is also something.
"yes, there you go... say that again." scaramouche cooes into your ear, leaning over you, his voice sounding like a literal honey - soft and gentle, a usual contrast to both how he acts around the fatui and the other times when you make out.
"i-i love your f-fingers, scara- i love them, i absolutely love them..." you breathe out, barely holding back a mewl that escapes your lips when his fingers start to pick up the pace yet again.
scaramouche had been fingering you for... you don't even know, mind too hazy. maybe it's been a few hours already. maybe even barely 30 minutes. you can't remember how many times you've cummed, creaming all over his fingers time after time, orgasm after orgasm, your white discharge dripping from his digits. the time certainly didn't matter now, as his fingers' inches filled your cunt, bedsheets soaked with your secretions.
he had your back pressed against his chest, one hand fingerfucking you and the other slowly, as if to soothe your overstimulation, stroking the skin on your stomach in comforting circles. the touch felt a contradiction in comparison to how rough he could get when you fucked before.
you writhe in his grasp as his other hand's fingers got under your clothes, starting to toy with your nipple, occasionally squeezing your breast every now and then, letting out quiet whimpers of overstimulation which get louder every time his thumb finds your sensitive clit.
"what a good little whore." scaramouche's voice is now basically a whisper-like purr next to your ear. he laughs quietly, taking out his fingers and smearing your secretions on your pink, puffy folds, occasionally rubbing your clit before sinking his digits inside your cunt again. "mmm, made such a mess all over my fingers, didn't you... i can finger you for eternity and you'll beg for more."
you felt like you were going to either fall asleep or pass out. your hips buck instinctively against his hand, eyes closing and head resting on his shoulder. you did try your best to hold your moans back with biting your lower lip, but, after some time, you just couldn't hold it in any longer.
"hey, c'mon sleepyhead, keep those pretty eyes open. i can't let you fall asleep while fucking you, can i? keep them open." he says, voice a tad bit louder just to keep you awake and in touch. you whine and murmur something about how you can't take it anymore but, nonetheless, tilt your head and open your eyes to meet his.
fuck, the way he's looking at you makes you get even wetter in a single moment, and you clench around his fingers one more time.
"there you go. now just look at me, mmhm?" scaramouche leans down to you, his lips hovering dangerously close to your lips. his voice gets much quieter now - still just a bit louder than your soft mewls - and raspier than before, with a single ounce of threat to it. his fingers keep getting faster, pace increasing with each word. you feel like you could come undone just from his voice. "keep those eyes on me while you cum on my fingers again."
"mmmn- s-scara, g-g'nna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum-" you mutter, a breath away from another orgasm.
scaramouche's fingertips curl around that sensitive spot inside you once more, and that is when you crash.
his lips quickly settle on yours and he uses the opportunity for his tongue to enter your mouth immediately just when you open it to moan loudly. he shushes you with a kiss, but still hears you groaning into his mouth, back arched upwards. quickly finding your hand, he intertwines fingers with you, feeling just how you squeeze his hand while your hips buck into his other hand, riding the aftermath of your release, your walls clenching desperately around his digits.
when the kiss is over - you're a whining, almost crying mess, with tears in the corners of your pretty eyes from all the overstimulation.
" 's too much... scara, i c-can't-" you whine out loud when his fingers enter your cunt yet again, and you cry his name out, now more quietly.
"this was the fourth time you've cummed just from my fingers." scaramouche whispers into your ear, cutting off your soft whimpers. "let's see if you love them so much to get that to five."
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lxmine · 1 year
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them dating an affectionate s/o. + scara, capitano x gn!reader
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+. FluffflufffluffFLUFF, scara gets injured because i said so
+. TW ; toxic relationships (wtf do you expect from them? But trust me this isnt angst)
+. A/N redflag bois are here. HAVE YALL SEEN SCARAMUCHE’S DESIGN!?!?:!:!: 🫣🫣🫣 HE’S SO SIDBEIDBDIBDIDBDIRHE I NEED TO FARM A LOT FOR HIM IM SO LOW ON PRIMOGEMS LETS GET ONTO IT OMG
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scaramouche
He only probably got with you because he found you amusing and entertaining not because he loves you or anything thats what he thought at first at least
Of course, knowing who he is. He’s mostly verbally abusive but he never did lay a finger on you because he pities how weak you look definitely because he’ll feel guilty, like everytime he yells at you after trying to help him with something
You aren’t a fatui diplomat, but just a helper. Working around the headquarters who happens to be under Scaramouche.
You often would come knocking on his office door with lunch/breakfast/dinner in hand whenever he would skip eating. He’s kind of annoyed but found it endearing
“Scara, I brought you food!” You happily opened the door as soon as you heard him let you.
He’d glare at you but couldn’t for too long and just place the food on his table and smiles after you bid him goodbye and telling him ‘I love you’.
He never really understood how even after all the shitty stuff he’s said to you, you’re still with him. But he find that very amusing.
And then your relationship lasted for more than 3 months, he’s now quite fond of your visits. How he loves it when you come into his office to clean up, he loves watching you and conversing about things that happened while he wasn’t with you.
He wonders how you’re putting up with him and is secretly scared you’d leave him now that he accepted that he loves you but he wouldn’t say that aloud tho
The first time he said it was when he came back from a mission all bruised up in the middle of the night, you of course was waiting for him because you wanted to greet him back.
And soon the door of his office opens and a limping Scaramouche, and you quickly walked over to him, helping him sit on the couch.
“Please stay still, I’ll go get the aid kit.” You left him there alone for good 20 minutes, he appreciated that you hurried even though the infirmary is literally far from his office.
“Enemy is a tough one huh?” You softly asked as you cleaned up his wounds, his top laid beside him. He hummed in response, looking at your focused face. Your hand felt so light fixing him up unlike the nurses in the infirmary.
“I was worried, you said you’d be back by sunset.” His heart skipped a beat, you were waiting for him to come back? But you always did, you’d always be in his office after he came back from missions or expeditions.
“Tch, if my men weren’t such idiots I’d be by your side earlier. Don’t whine about it now, I’ll take you out some time.” He looks away embarrassed, you stopped to look at him with a smile.
He’s never said things like that before. Not that you hated that he didn’t, you love him like that, you found it weird that you even fell for the guy.
You even questioned yourself why you love him, but oh well. As elders say, love makes you do dumb things.
He bites the inside of his cheeks unsure of how you’re reacting because he cant even look at you right now.
“You needn’t do that, I’m alright with the fact you’re back here.” You placed your hand into his cheek to make him look at you.
He hated that he felt so vulnerable in your presence, hated that every word that comes out of your mouth comforted him in ways he never thought anyone could. He hated himself because he’s feeling just like mortals do even though he vowed to wipe every mortal emotions that he felt.
“Don’t say stuff like that, dummy.” He looks away from your adoring gaze, he didn’t feel like he deserves to be looked at so lovingly by someone so loving, so perfect as you. “You’ll just have to get used to it then.” you chuckled.
Your breath hitched when he wrapped his arms around your face and his face resting at the crook of your neck. He never felt so at home in your arms. “I love you.” He whispered.
“I love you so much, thank you for putting up with me.”
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capitano
He met you somewhere in Fontain, fell in love and then you decided to come back to Snehznaya with him despited having to date only for 5 months.
You’re a noble, and you’re also very much aware of his job and you don’t really mind because he treats you right.
He is comfortable with you, but he tells you to not get clingy with him sometimes but not in an aggressive or mean manner
Not that he doesn’t like you being always so affectionate with him, he’s just scared of hurting you ya know despite him almost being so careful while holding you or when you’re doing things for him
“I never thought Master Capitano’s got a spouse!” “Are they married?” were the gossips you heard as soon as you entered the Fatui headquarters, he didn’t wanna bring you and wanted for you to rest and be at home because of the cold weather but you insisted.
Holding onto his arm all the way to his office “Are you cold? Do you want anything to eat? A blanket? A book? Are you sleepy?” and more numerous questions asked by him. “Oh, dear I’m fine! Can we cuddle for a bit?”
You looked up at him with a smile while your arms are wrapped around his waist. He sighed and nodded, he wants to make you feel at home as much as possible now that you’re staying with him.
And though the two of you have been dating for 5 months, he still haven’t showed you his face to you. And of course you understand that and wouldn’t make him do things out of his comfort zone.
While he worked on his papers, you would be either beside him writing letters to your family and sometimes be helping him with his work or you would be sitting on the couch reading a book or talk with Columbina who would visit when she has the time to.
“Love, we should go to the city today! I heard you’ve got no papers today!” You would sometimes invite his to go stroll around the city with his hands holding yours to keep you warm. He loves it when you pick sweets for him to try when you get home.
“Love, can we please go home now? I want to cuddle.” Late nights when you would come with him at work, you’re the one who’ll remind him to rest for the night, he would carry you over to your carriage I just know there is and he would let you rest your head on his shoulder or cuddle onto his arm on the way home.
He got nervous the first time you asked to see his face, t’was probably almost a year with him. He’s scared to let you see the part of him that he hid. What if you leave him? Will you run away?
A tear slipped past his cheeks when you kissed the scar on his face, how can you love him so much so that you arent even shocked or mortified of him.
“Darling, you don’t know how much I’m so grateful to you.” he mumbles against the crook of your neck.
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this thing has been sitting on my drafts for a month now it took me a long while to finish it T-T anyway, stay safe and hydrated, take care of your mental and physical health I LOVE YOU <3
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hollythius · 1 year
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[ the angel next door ] — househusband! scaramuche x reader smau
o. ) y/n’s profiles
o. ) cast
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y/n l/n is studying at teyvat university for gifted students through a special scholarship program given to those with special talent in the arts. however, they’re lacking when it comes to anything non-creative.
scaramuche is teyvat university’s angel. he’s perfect— good at maths, english, history, even track. y/n pays him no mind— that is, until they realize he lives next door.
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[ extra info ] —
this is based off of an anime called ‘the angel next door spoils me rotten’. it’s really cute and i recommend it if you want something short and fun to binge :)
reader is gender neutral, and uses they/them pronouns. if there’s something i can do to make this more inclusive please tell me!
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[ episodes ] — click the star to be sent to the chapter!
ACT ONE : getting to know the angel
★ | walking home in the pouring rain
special chapter 🔒 cold + flu szn
★ | leftovers and a chance meeting
★ | brooms, dusters, and dinner together
★ | birthday plans + a day with friends
★ | the rain brings an unwanted visitor
★ | a night together on the couch
ACT TWO : together…maybe?
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hollythius · 1 year
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[ ★ | walking home in the pouring rain ]
synopsis: y/n has to take an extra nighttime class because their grade in physics is slipping. lumine picks the worst day to come home drunk, and now aether can’t pick y/n up. while walking home, they see someone sitting dejectedly at the bus stop. they recognize him and offer their umbrella.
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you sighed quietly, hiding your phone back in your bag. the rain was still pouring and the class was nearly over. the stupid physics tutor was droning on about some formula you didn’t understand, and the clock was ticking. only a few more minutes and it would be ten pm, and you would be walking home in the cold rain.
with your laptop finally shut, you put on your raincoat and grabbed your umbrella. the rain battered your poor f/c umbrella, and the wind blew the cold droplets onto your skin no matter how much you tried to ignore it.
the street lamps were on, buzzing a quiet sound as their yellow light made you stop and think about the beauty of the rain. when your eyes lowered, however, you were met with an odd sight.
is that scaramuche? you thought. his hair was dripping wet, his clothes were beginning to dampen, and his eyes were…sad?
you’d never even thought of him much before, but now it occurred to you that he was just as human as anyone else.
even if he was a human with perfect marks in every subject and friends in every class, the dark-haired male was certainly struggling with his own battles.
so, you did what any compassionate human would do.
you handed him your umbrella.
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hollythius · 1 year
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hollythius · 11 months
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EEEEEEEEEEEE HOLLY!! MY LOVE!! /p 💙 congrats on 200!! you deserve that and so much more i’m telling you
i’ve never requested before so excuse me if i sound hella a lil awkward,,,, so for the event i’d like scara (explodes) + “the hand behind their nape, when they're embarrassed” if that’s not too much!!
take care holly <3 mwah
hand behind their nape + scaramuche
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thank you for requesting yui!!! hope you like it :3
it wasn’t too often you got to see scaramuche embarrassed. today was one of those rare encounters. he’d handed you a bushel of your favorite flowers— arranged in an endearingly messy way. did you do this yourself? you asked, to which he responded with shut up! and a red face. his hand played with the back of his hair, his blush staying put on his cheeks. look, maybe i did. what about it? he asked stubbornly. you laugh softly, kissing his cheek. thank you, kuni. i love them.
go request for my 200 follower special event!
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hollythius · 1 year
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any genshin x reader requests for me?
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hollythius · 1 year
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white-sinner · 1 year
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Little reader receives a vision
Reader is a little boy in this story
Warning: none it's all fluff
A/n: in this story you will be the son of scaramouche and Aether 。☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆。
you may be wondering how did they both get to have you? well the answer is simple or that it was thanks to Radiant Shogun. it was scaramouche and Aether's anniversary so Yae miko managed to convince Radiant Shogun to create a puppet to give to scaramouche and Aether needless to say when miko and E.I showed up at their house scaramouche tried to kill them but after they explained that they had brought a gift (you) scaramouche and Aether were literally petrified seeing that the "gift" was a small boy with long blond hair and purple wisps with colored eyes (e/c)
how did you get your vision? you were 10 years old and a best friend being the son of Teyvat's hero and ex-fatui you were practically born with a sword in your hand but realized one day you and your best friend were playing a game when you ran into some Fatui Harassing and while you were fighting your friend was under the rope to die you start pacing when you start to hear a voice saying “Don't worry. Your safe. Just follow your instincts!” and you start to strike like your parents when you realize you have received a Anemo vision by now it was evening and after having accompanied your friend to Tighinari you go home with your fathers worried and above all angry scuffles after they saw your vision in your little ones hands needless to say they pretended to know what had happened. because of scaramouche you ended up in punishment for 2 weeks - but now that you have a vision for sure they feel safer to let you out and let's face it with Aether and scaramouche two guys anemo you will learn in the blink of an eye 。☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆。
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hollythius · 1 year
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A DREAM OF FREEDOM
some love for my two favorite anemo boys :) also, should i start prepping an event for 150 followers? we’re almost there!
tldr; xiao x reader, the wanderer x reader, kinda angsty with a hint of comfort.
xiao is seldom the cuddly type. his affections come in stuttered words and extravagant gifts, not warm hands and soft lips. but tonight, he feels nostalgic. he misses his friends— the ones he’s lost, and the ones he knows he’ll see again. you notice the sorrowful gleam in his eye as you settle into bed. “xiao, hun, what’s the matter?” your words catch him off guard, and he falls into your arms and buries his head in your chest. xiao begins to cry, his strong arms tightening around you. “shh, it’s okay,” you whisper. you kiss his head as he comes up for air. “let it all out.” your hands tangle his hair as you pull him even closer. xiao sighs shakily. “thank you, y/n.”
scaramuche is fond of teasing, but tonight you fear he doesn’t have it in him. it’s well after dinner, and the both of you are beginning to settle down for bed. he sits on the edge of your shared mattress, and you wonder why he’s acting so timid all of a sudden. “kuni?” you say, his name falling softly from your lips like the pattering rain outside. “are you thinking about her again?” he nods, pushing his palms into his eyes. you snake your arms around him from behind and press your lips to the nape of his neck. “i love you, remember that.”
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lxmine · 2 years
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in love. + scaramouche x gn!reader
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+. Modern!au, school!au, short, angst with no comfort
+. Summary ; he loved you for the longest of time. It’s such a shame he never made a move
+. A/N Here’s a scaramuche fic no one asked for hehe, he’s also ooc so bare with me. And I’m sorry for this it was much better in my head T-T
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SCARAMOUCHE from the back of the class who always seem to be paying attention to the teacher but is really looking at you, the way you would sneakily talk with your seat mate made a smile creep up to his face.
SCARAMOUCHE from the back of the class who accepts no one to sit beside him gets partnered up with you for the first time made absolutely no complaints about you sitting next to him.
SCARAMOUCHE from kindergarten, the boy who picks fight with anyone who ever upsets you. SCARAMUCHE from elementary who leaves chocolates on your table early in the morning when he sees no one looking.
SCARAMOUCHE who became you partner in one project and became your friend. SCARAMOUCHE who is grateful you forced the friendship into him, that way he can be more closer to you.
SCARAMOUCHE who listens to CHILDE rant about his feelings for you whenever he’s hanging out with him. SCARAMOUCHE who never bothered to tell his friend about his growing feelings for you ever since kindergarten.
SCARAMOUCHE who’s smile never fades while he looks at your focused face beside him him while you write your part of the project. SCARAMOUCHE who’s heart almost leaped from his chest when you looked at him and flashed a smile.
SCARAMOUCHE who is happy you decided to move your seat beside him. SCARAMOUCHE who is more than happy to let you copy off his homework but wont let it show.
SCARAMOUCHE who wont say that he’s in love you because his friend is also in love with you. SCARAMOUCHE who lowkey hopes you felt the same way too.
SCARAMOUCHE who secretly cried when he saw you and his friend hug in the empty halls. SCARAMOUCHE who distanced himself from you in hopes of erasing his feelings for you.
SCARAMOUCHE who hoped its him that you loved. SCARAMOUCHE who wished he isn’t in love.
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