ivryne

[ivryne]

LOOK OF LOVE

raf as your academic rival hcs but there is a oneshot in the bottom

Academic rival! Rafayel who's a social butterfly but is secretly a nerd.

Academic rival! Rafayel whose always second best to Academic achiever! MC.

Academic rival! Rafayel who would stay in the library until midnight and not leave before you do just to make sure you got home safe.

Academic rival! Rafayel who secretly looks forward to your competition because it thrills and encourages him to get even better and better.

Academic rival! Rafayel who's stomach gets swarmed by butterflies when he sees that devilish smirk as you shove him your perfect 100% in front of his face (he got a 99).

Academic rival! Rafayel who "bothers" you when you're studying in the library so he could "distract you to drag you down" and "show you who's the smarter one" when he actually just wants to spend time with you.

Academic rival! Rafayel who gets disappointed when he sees his name in the 2nd rank of the high school rankings but that feeling is instantly vanished when he sees that light in your eyes as you get placed 1st.

Academic rival! Rafayel who now makes it his habit to tail you in the library to study together. As he said before, "Keep your friends close but your enemy closer." Right...we'll believe you, Raf.

Academic rival! Rafayel whose eyes subconsciously goes to your lips when you recite the things you need to remember.

Academic achiever! MC who notices where his eyes linger as a small amused smirk forms on your lips.

You both are sitting side by side in the desks at the library's corner. Skies akin to tangerines as the sun nearly kisses the horizon. "Like my new lipgloss that much, fishie?" Spark ignites in the core of your pupils, as you notice where your lavender haired rival is trailing his focus to.

That is enough to catch Rafayel from his trance, allowing him time to make a good excuse to save his pride. He dismisses you with a mischievous smile, "Want me so bad that you start hallucinating, princess?"

Now it's your turn to scoff.

"In y-

"In my dreams? Such basic comeback." He cuts you off. His chair now inching closer to your part of the table, stacks of papers forgotten on the desks before you as his arm climbs to the back of your chair. "Come on, brains. You can do better than that."

Your gaze calmly flickers to his hand on the leaning part of your chair, ignoring the shivers that just went through your body at the increasing proximity.

No no no, you are not letting him get the upper hand. If thats what he wants, two can play the game.

Your heart thumps like it just finished a long workout, pumping blood to your whole body in a determined pace. But there is no way in hell you are never going to let him know the effect he has on you. So instead you do what you do best, beating him at his own games.

Your eyes melt into those ever so enchanting purple hues before averting them to the plump of his lips and returning back to meet his gaze. "You're wrong." Slender fingers make its way to Rafayel's chin, slowly trailing the soft skin of his jaw, allowing shivers to creep through his entire body. "What I meant to say was..." The grasp you have on his chin forces him to meet your irises, the one that he often got lost in.

"Was...?" He tilts his head to the side, his arm on your chair now inching to the small of your back, slightly engulfing you to draw you even closer.

The tip of your noses touch at the lack of distance in between. Rafayel's eyes can't help but linger to your lips once more, now looking more enticing than ever. Like an artist with his muse, his heart yearns for more, for you.

That mouth that had called him names, argued with him, insulted him, and lastly that mouth that he wanted to kiss so fucking badly.

"What I," You take a sharp breath, the lids of your eyes drawing shut. "Wanted to say was...." The hand on your back now rests on the nape of your neck, encouraging you to move forward.

But instead of closing the nonexistent distance between you, you shoved his chest with your free hand. "Was 'fuck off, Rafayel.'"

Disbelief and embarrassment flushes on his beautiful visage. "If you wanna kiss me so bad then tell me, pretty boy." You turn your body towards the cubicle of your desk, ignoring the flames your rival is sending you with his glares.

But before you can fully immerse yourself in the subject once more, a force of energy turns your chair 90 degrees. "What will you do then?" The boy asks. His eyes fueling with an emotion you cannot fully place.

"Raf-" He cuts you off, "What will you do if I say I want to." His body traps your smaller frame, two arms guarded your sides like railings of a bridge.

"Rafayel, this is ridiculous."

"What if I say I want to," Like the roles are reversed, he now hold your chin in place, forcing eye contact to commend. "kiss you?"

"Are you gonna push me away?" He trails his fingers to the plush of your cheeks. "Or are you going to kiss me back?"

He strokes your cheek with so much emotions, so much love. "Tell me, my darling. Which one is it?"

His eyes meet yours once more, now more inviting than ever. Ready to welcome you to a dance of passion and love.

The thump of your heart is almost verbal. You want to give in so badly but that wall of pride is like a big tree in the middle of the road, blocking you to where you long to be.

The slight nod you give him is not missed by your love enemy before you. His other arm travel to your waist and gives it a gentle squeeze. "Just push me if you want to stop." With that the oxygen separating you disperses as he melts into you.

Two lips dance in the melody of their hearts, two hearts separated by pride and competition unite a beautiful symphony. Rays of the golden hour graces the two, igniting their beauty of young love and driven passion. It was clear to everyone that you both harbor feelings for each other despite all the contests and bets.

Maybe it took a little bit more time for you both to realize. But in the end, it was all worth the wait, right?

ivynotes! uhmm lowkey don't know how to end it?? BUT I HOPE IT'S GOOD??? IDK lemme know guysss!! drop a like and comment ur thoughts love yaaaa <33

©️ ivryne 2025, don't repost, copy, or translate

[ivryne]

LOOK OF LOVE

raf as your academic rival hcs but there is a oneshot in the bottom

Academic rival! Rafayel who's a social butterfly but is secretly a nerd.

Academic rival! Rafayel whose always second best to Academic achiever! MC.

Academic rival! Rafayel who would stay in the library until midnight and not leave before you do just to make sure you got home safe.

Academic rival! Rafayel who secretly looks forward to your competition because it thrills and encourages him to get even better and better.

Academic rival! Rafayel who's stomach gets swarmed by butterflies when he sees that devilish smirk as you shove him your perfect 100% in front of his face (he got a 99).

Academic rival! Rafayel who "bothers" you when you're studying in the library so he could "distract you to drag you down" and "show you who's the smarter one" when he actually just wants to spend time with you.

Academic rival! Rafayel who gets disappointed when he sees his name in the 2nd rank of the high school rankings but that feeling is instantly vanished when he sees that light in your eyes as you get placed 1st.

Academic rival! Rafayel who now makes it his habit to tail you in the library to study together. As he said before, "Keep your friends close but your enemy closer." Right...we'll believe you, Raf.

Academic rival! Rafayel whose eyes subconsciously goes to your lips when you recite the things you need to remember.

Academic achiever! MC who notices where his eyes linger as a small amused smirk forms on your lips.

You both are sitting side by side in the desks at the library's corner. Skies akin to tangerines as the sun nearly kisses the horizon. "Like my new lipgloss that much, fishie?" Spark ignites in the core of your pupils, as you notice where your lavender haired rival is trailing his focus to.

That is enough to catch Rafayel from his trance, allowing him time to make a good excuse to save his pride. He dismisses you with a mischievous smile, "Want me so bad that you start hallucinating, princess?"

Now it's your turn to scoff.

"In y-

"In my dreams? Such basic comeback." He cuts you off. His chair now inching closer to your part of the table, stacks of papers forgotten on the desks before you as his arm climbs to the back of your chair. "Come on, brains. You can do better than that."

Your gaze calmly flickers to his hand on the leaning part of your chair, ignoring the shivers that just went through your body at the increasing proximity.

No no no, you are not letting him get the upper hand. If thats what he wants, two can play the game.

Your heart thumps like it just finished a long workout, pumping blood to your whole body in a determined pace. But there is no way in hell you are never going to let him know the effect he has on you. So instead you do what you do best, beating him at his own games.

Your eyes melt into those ever so enchanting purple hues before averting them to the plump of his lips and returning back to meet his gaze. "You're wrong." Slender fingers make its way to Rafayel's chin, slowly trailing the soft skin of his jaw, allowing shivers to creep through his entire body. "What I meant to say was..." The grasp you have on his chin forces him to meet your irises, the one that he often got lost in.

"Was...?" He tilts his head to the side, his arm on your chair now inching to the small of your back, slightly engulfing you to draw you even closer.

The tip of your noses touch at the lack of distance in between. Rafayel's eyes can't help but linger to your lips once more, now looking more enticing than ever. Like an artist with his muse, his heart yearns for more, for you.

That mouth that had called him names, argued with him, insulted him, and lastly that mouth that he wanted to kiss so fucking badly.

"What I," You take a sharp breath, the lids of your eyes drawing shut. "Wanted to say was...." The hand on your back now rests on the nape of your neck, encouraging you to move forward.

But instead of closing the nonexistent distance between you, you shoved his chest with your free hand. "Was 'fuck off, Rafayel.'"

Disbelief and embarrassment flushes on his beautiful visage. "If you wanna kiss me so bad then tell me, pretty boy." You turn your body towards the cubicle of your desk, ignoring the flames your rival is sending you with his glares.

But before you can fully immerse yourself in the subject once more, a force of energy turns your chair 90 degrees. "What will you do then?" The boy asks. His eyes fueling with an emotion you cannot fully place.

"Raf-" He cuts you off, "What will you do if I say I want to." His body traps your smaller frame, two arms guarded your sides like railings of a bridge.

"Rafayel, this is ridiculous."

"What if I say I want to," Like the roles are reversed, he now hold your chin in place, forcing eye contact to commend. "kiss you?"

"Are you gonna push me away?" He trails his fingers to the plush of your cheeks. "Or are you going to kiss me back?"

He strokes your cheek with so much emotions, so much love. "Tell me, my darling. Which one is it?"

His eyes meet yours once more, now more inviting than ever. Ready to welcome you to a dance of passion and love.

The thump of your heart is almost verbal. You want to give in so badly but that wall of pride is like a big tree in the middle of the road, blocking you to where you long to be.

The slight nod you give him is not missed by your love enemy before you. His other arm travel to your waist and gives it a gentle squeeze. "Just push me if you want to stop." With that the oxygen separating you disperses as he melts into you.

Two lips dance in the melody of their hearts, two hearts separated by pride and competition unite a beautiful symphony. Rays of the golden hour graces the two, igniting their beauty of young love and driven passion. It was clear to everyone that you both harbor feelings for each other despite all the contests and bets.

Maybe it took a little bit more time for you both to realize. But in the end, it was all worth the wait, right?

ivynotes! uhmm lowkey don't know how to end it?? BUT I HOPE IT'S GOOD??? IDK lemme know guysss!! drop a like and comment ur thoughts love yaaaa <33

©️ ivryne 2025, don't repost, copy, or translate

[ivryne]

LOOK OF LOVE

raf as your academic rival hcs but there is a oneshot in the bottom

Academic rival! Rafayel who's a social butterfly but is secretly a nerd.

Academic rival! Rafayel whose always second best to Academic achiever! MC.

Academic rival! Rafayel who would stay in the library until midnight and not leave before you do just to make sure you got home safe.

Academic rival! Rafayel who secretly looks forward to your competition because it thrills and encourages him to get even better and better.

Academic rival! Rafayel who's stomach gets swarmed by butterflies when he sees that devilish smirk as you shove him your perfect 100% in front of his face (he got a 99).

Academic rival! Rafayel who "bothers" you when you're studying in the library so he could "distract you to drag you down" and "show you who's the smarter one" when he actually just wants to spend time with you.

Academic rival! Rafayel who gets disappointed when he sees his name in the 2nd rank of the high school rankings but that feeling is instantly vanished when he sees that light in your eyes as you get placed 1st.

Academic rival! Rafayel who now makes it his habit to tail you in the library to study together. As he said before, "Keep your friends close but your enemy closer." Right...we'll believe you, Raf.

Academic rival! Rafayel whose eyes subconsciously goes to your lips when you recite the things you need to remember.

Academic achiever! MC who notices where his eyes linger as a small amused smirk forms on your lips.

You both are sitting side by side in the desks at the library's corner. Skies akin to tangerines as the sun nearly kisses the horizon. "Like my new lipgloss that much, fishie?" Spark ignites in the core of your pupils, as you notice where your lavender haired rival is trailing his focus to.

That is enough to catch Rafayel from his trance, allowing him time to make a good excuse to save his pride. He dismisses you with a mischievous smile, "Want me so bad that you start hallucinating, princess?"

Now it's your turn to scoff.

"In y-

"In my dreams? Such basic comeback." He cuts you off. His chair now inching closer to your part of the table, stacks of papers forgotten on the desks before you as his arm climbs to the back of your chair. "Come on, brains. You can do better than that."

Your gaze calmly flickers to his hand on the leaning part of your chair, ignoring the shivers that just went through your body at the increasing proximity.

No no no, you are not letting him get the upper hand. If thats what he wants, two can play the game.

Your heart thumps like it just finished a long workout, pumping blood to your whole body in a determined pace. But there is no way in hell you are never going to let him know the effect he has on you. So instead you do what you do best, beating him at his own games.

Your eyes melt into those ever so enchanting purple hues before averting them to the plump of his lips and returning back to meet his gaze. "You're wrong." Slender fingers make its way to Rafayel's chin, slowly trailing the soft skin of his jaw, allowing shivers to creep through his entire body. "What I meant to say was..." The grasp you have on his chin forces him to meet your irises, the one that he often got lost in.

"Was...?" He tilts his head to the side, his arm on your chair now inching to the small of your back, slightly engulfing you to draw you even closer.

The tip of your noses touch at the lack of distance in between. Rafayel's eyes can't help but linger to your lips once more, now looking more enticing than ever. Like an artist with his muse, his heart yearns for more, for you.

That mouth that had called him names, argued with him, insulted him, and lastly that mouth that he wanted to kiss so fucking badly.

"What I," You take a sharp breath, the lids of your eyes drawing shut. "Wanted to say was...." The hand on your back now rests on the nape of your neck, encouraging you to move forward.

But instead of closing the nonexistent distance between you, you shoved his chest with your free hand. "Was 'fuck off, Rafayel.'"

Disbelief and embarrassment flushes on his beautiful visage. "If you wanna kiss me so bad then tell me, pretty boy." You turn your body towards the cubicle of your desk, ignoring the flames your rival is sending you with his glares.

But before you can fully immerse yourself in the subject once more, a force of energy turns your chair 90 degrees. "What will you do then?" The boy asks. His eyes fueling with an emotion you cannot fully place.

"Raf-" He cuts you off, "What will you do if I say I want to." His body traps your smaller frame, two arms guarded your sides like railings of a bridge.

"Rafayel, this is ridiculous."

"What if I say I want to," Like the roles are reversed, he now hold your chin in place, forcing eye contact to commend. "kiss you?"

"Are you gonna push me away?" He trails his fingers to the plush of your cheeks. "Or are you going to kiss me back?"

He strokes your cheek with so much emotions, so much love. "Tell me, my darling. Which one is it?"

His eyes meet yours once more, now more inviting than ever. Ready to welcome you to a dance of passion and love.

The thump of your heart is almost verbal. You want to give in so badly but that wall of pride is like a big tree in the middle of the road, blocking you to where you long to be.

The slight nod you give him is not missed by your love enemy before you. His other arm travel to your waist and gives it a gentle squeeze. "Just push me if you want to stop." With that the oxygen separating you disperses as he melts into you.

Two lips dance in the melody of synchrony as two hearts separated by pride and competition unite in a beautiful symphony. Rays of the golden hour graces the two, igniting their beauty of young love and driven passion. It was clear to everyone that you both harbor feelings for each other despite all the contests and bets.

Maybe it took a little bit more time for you both to realize. But in the end, it was all worth the wait, right?

ivynotes! uhmm lowkey don't know how to end it?? BUT I HOPE IT'S GOOD??? IDK lemme know guysss!! drop a like and comment ur thoughts love yaaaa <33

©️ ivryne 2025, don't repost, copy, or translate

[ivryne]

IM A RAFAYEL (n caleb) GIRLIE BUT SYLUS IS SO UGH IN THIS CARD 😫💗

n their interactions are so wholesome omg

[ivryne]

" you've got something on your mouth. let me help you, cutie. "

[ivryne]

🖍️ # LADS SHELF

💋 nsfw ; 📮 sfw ; ❣️ faves

001. RAFAYEL

look of love 📮

002. CALEB

momments of bliss 💋

003. SYLUS

004. XAVIER

005. ZAYNE

OTHERS

[ivryne]

looking for l&ds moots!!! guys im new to lads tumblrrr n is looking for some moots if u guys want ^^

[ivryne]

MOMMENTS OF BLISS ⟢ caleb x fmr

warnings caleb, mdni, caleb n mc doing the boombayah lol

summary Caleb was determined to make you remember him before leaving for his mission tomorrow.

my first ever smut n fic abt l&ds PLS TELL ME UR OPINION ABT IT GUYS IM NEW TO THIS (im a raf main but srsly caleb is something else n i need him like NOW)

Radiant stars clung unto the night like specs of dust, covering the vast skies with seas of glitter. Today was Caleb's last night before returning to Skyhaven. Soon he would be conducting a long term mission that will delay any upcoming visits. So of course, he had to make you remember him in his future absence.

Creaking sound from the bed was echoing through concrete walls of your chambers. The Colonel pulses within you, moving with a rough and steady motion in the place where you were connected.

The flame igniting in the pit of your stomach was inextinguishable. Each stroke igniting the blaze of your carnal desires from within. Arms wrapped itself along Caleb's neck as scratches scarred the muscles in his back.

The Colonel hissed and his pace quickened in response, earning a sharp gasp from his beloved. "Like that, sweetheart?" His breath hot and heavy, sending a shiver down your arched back. Wet kisses trailed from your earlobe to the curve of your chest, before you feel a slight pressure on the supple skin.

The purple tinge was far from discreet. Caleb smirked at the little mark he created before aligning his vision upon your flushed visage. His sharpness was kissing your entrance like there was no tomorrow, dragging deeper and faster. It was overwhelming but you couldn't help but want more.

"Caleb..." The way you yearned his name unleashed something in him. His fingers grasp your chin, locking his gaze with yours as his tongue hovered over yours, dissipating any remaining space between the two bodies.

"So-" Kiss. "So-" Kiss. "Sweet." Kisses upon kisses, your lips swollen from his display of love that graced your flaming figure. "Can't let-" His grunt rang over your ear canals as you clenched underneath. You could tell that triggered a reaction out of him because the grasp he had on your waist tightened, leaving crescent moons on the epidermis of your skin.

He seeps into you deeper, but his pace was slowly dissipating. You knew he was close, and so were you. "Can't let anyone else have you." He moaned your name. "My-fuck-my princess." You pulled him even closer, your legs wrapped his waist, urging him more. "Ca-Caleb, mh-close."

"Right after you-fuck-you know what you're doing to me, baby ah-" His sentence was cut short as you sealed his words with your lips. Flesh on flesh, completely vulnerable before each other. Intimacy overflowed amidst the peak of twilight. Two lovers wrapped themselves with each other as they climbed down their highs in a sync melody.

The orange hue of the heavens was a reminder for them that their bliss were coming to an end. But for now, just for a few more hours, you ignore the demanding orders of day. Focusing on your Caleb in your arms, his head nuzzled on yours, leaving a chaste kiss on your lips before pulling you closer as he dozed on his last peaceful rest with his home.

©️ ivryne 2025, don't repost, copy, or translate

[ivryne]

MOMMENTS OF BLISS ⟢ caleb x fmr

warnings caleb, mdni, caleb n mc doing the boombayah lol

summary Caleb was determined to make you remember him before leaving for his mission tomorrow.

my first ever smut n fic abt l&ds PLS TELL ME UR OPINION ABT IT GUYS IM NEW TO THIS (im a raf main but srsly caleb is something else n i need him like NOW)

Radiant stars clung unto the night like specs of dust, covering the vast skies with seas of glitter. Today was Caleb's last night before returning to Skyhaven. Soon he would be conducting a long term mission that will delay any upcoming visits. So of course, he had to make you remember him in his future absence.

Creaking sound from the bed was echoing through concrete walls of your chambers. The Colonel pulses within you, moving with a rough and steady motion in the place where you were connected.

The flame igniting in the pit of your stomach was inextinguishable. Each stroke igniting the blaze of your carnal desires from within. Arms wrapped itself along Caleb's neck as scratches scarred the muscles in his back.

The Colonel hissed and his pace quickened in response, earning a sharp gasp from his beloved. "Like that, sweetheart?" His breath hot and heavy, sending a shiver down your arched back. Wet kisses trailed from your earlobe to the curve of your chest, before you feel a slight pressure on the supple skin.

The purple tinge was far from discreet. Caleb smirked at the little mark he created before aligning his vision upon your flushed visage. His sharpness was kissing your entrance like there was no tomorrow, dragging deeper and faster. It was overwhelming but you couldn't help but want more.

"Caleb..." The way you yearned his name unleashed something in him. His fingers grasp your chin, locking his gaze with yours as his tongue hovered over yours, dissipating any remaining space between the two bodies.

"So-" Kiss. "So-" Kiss. "Sweet." Kisses upon kisses, your lips swollen from his display of love that graced your flaming figure. "Can't let-" His grunt rang over your ear canals as you clenched underneath. You could tell that triggered a reaction out of him because the grasp he had on your waist tightened, leaving crescent moons on the epidermis of your skin.

He seeps into you deeper, but his pace was slowly dissipating. You knew he was close, and so were you. "Can't let anyone else have you." He moaned your name. "My-fuck-my princess." You pulled him even closer, your legs wrapped his waist, urging him more. "Ca-Caleb, mh-close."

"Right after you-fuck-you know what you're doing to me, baby ah-" His sentence was cut short as you sealed his words with your lips. Flesh on flesh, completely vulnerable before each other. Intimacy overflowed amidst the peak of twilight. Two lovers wrapped themselves with each other as they climbed down their highs in a sync melody.

The orange hue of the heavens was a reminder for them that their bliss were coming to an end. But for now, just for a few more hours, you ignore the demanding orders of day. Focusing on your Caleb in your arms, his head nuzzled on yours, leaving a chaste kiss on your lips before pulling you closer as he dozed on his last peaceful rest with his home.

©️ ivryne 2025, don't repost, copy, or translate

[ivryne]

TELL ME WHY IS IT SO HARD TO GET THEM TO KISS (this is my closest attempt)

[ivryne]

my house of stone and your ivy grows

ïvy * she/ her { 18 } ﹒⌗ lads shelf ⟡﹒🧣

and now i’m covered in you . . .

© ivryne 2024 — do not steal

[ivryne]

🌺 C’EST ÇA L’AMOUR ˖ ࣪ ( how they love )

⋆ ᳝ ֺ featuring — ayato, childe, kaveh, alhaitham

꒰ genre ꒱ — fluff, js literally how they love so (gn!reader)

AYATO loves like the tranquil waters. The still, calm, underlying surface that’s not so easily shaken by the morning breeze. The ripples that formed as raindrops collided into bodies of water. Blows of a thousand winds won’t disperse the firm lagoon that’s foundation is buried within the core of the earth. The challenges you face with another became one that bounds the unshaken perseverance between the both of you. The love he has akins to the serene waves that’s bound to the moonlit nights, luminous, filled with undying grace and serenity.

CHILDE loves like the tidal surge. Waves that reach ‘till the crown of the heavens, soaring so greatly with infinite strength and determination to reach the clinging stars of the above. He is afraid not to show the love he has for his dear. He desperately yearns for the time he touches the sky once more just as he fell into the unshaken sands of the shore. The everlasting torrent that continuously returns to the comfort of the stars, no matter how high he has to reach.

KAVEH loves like the setting sun. The sky that’s paint in an orange-like hue accompanied by a red undertone. The golden hour that surrounds you in an epitome of light, reflecting your ethereal glow. He loves like there is no tomorrow. The sun alters the entire skyline just to declare it’s presence on the morning day, and it does the same as it flutters away. Kaveh shows extravagance to his words and gestures but those aren’t little sweet nothings of a mere eye candy, those are phrases and brackets that surrounds you like the orange hue of the afternoon. And he will alter even the heavens just to justify his love for you.

ALHAITHAM loves like the subtle rain. He does not need loud thunderstorms nor hurricane schemes to display his affection. Little droplets that collide with the epidermis of your skin is enjoyable not worrying. He loves without any care about the world, just like how those little drops cascade into humid soil without any doubt. He might not be expressive with his words unlike the rainbow that comes after the roaring skies but the way his pupils dilate as he watches your endearing smile, the soft smile that highlighted his usually vacant expression as you drew near, glows more than all the colors that the rainbow reflects. He treats you with such grace akin to a falling feather and the humid air after the rain.

NOTE. i hope this wasn’t confusing as hell bc i wrote this in like 12am 💀 hope you enjoyed! like as well as reblogs are appreciated <33

© shrslair. do not copy, translate, or repost

[ivryne]

TAGLIST PT II

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�� THE AFTERMATH. | scara x f!reader

— 02 : PROVOCATION OF AN ENEMY 🩹

set at the next day, aka last day of finals exam

DISCLAIMER : a bit of ooc scara but it’s bc they’ve rlly known each other for a long time, so he’s a bit chatty (pls bare w me)

— Needles of the clock tower hits the end of an hour, indicating that finals seasons had finally ended. You looked down on the papers ahead of you, quickly checking your answers for the very last time before turning them in to the professor in front.

This was it. Finals are finally over!

You carefully hand your exam papers to Professor Dottore. But before you can reach his waiting arms, another paper beat you to it.

You averted your gaze slowly to the person that interrupted you. Your e/c irises met with familiar violet hues, one that reeked of mischief and triumph.

You quickly gave your papers to the professor before absentmindedly leaving the room (not forgetting to thank Professor Dottore ofc!). Purposely ignoring his presence and attempt on putting you on edge, only to have that little gremlin trail on you.

“Ah finals season is over, can’t wait to see my name printed above yours, again.” He folded his arms, slowly catching up with your pace.

You knew that he was talking about the ranking in the end of the semester. After beating your by 0.1 points last year, he was getting too cocky for his own good.

After all what difference does that make? So what if he got a 3.9 GPA and you got a 3.8?

WRONG

It was always like this, ever since highschool he always did surpass you (accept in the last year of highschool when you became valedictorian hoho).

But you didn’t want to loose. Not against him. “Like that will ever happen.” You scoffed before continuing. “You know, I wasn’t really trying last year lies. So keep your little happy dance to yourself, and face the facts. We all know that I’m way better than you.”

You saw a spark glinted behind his dilated pupils as a smirk settled on his pretty features. “Let’s just see, if my name really is printed below yours in the rankings, maybe just maybe, I’ll treat you for a drink.”

“Then you’re practically begging for a drink. Did you think I’ll ever accept? And give you the opportunity of slipping in poison?” You countered back.

“Ah is that how you really think of me? That I’ll cheat my way up to number one?” He placed a hand on his chest, feigning offense. “You wound me, Name.”

“Who knows? After all, I truly am ahead of you. Who knows the things you would do just to surpass me-

“But I did though. Maybe stop being little miss delusional and open your eyes. I was on top of the class last year, and your just in denial.” He laughed his signature sinister laugh before going to the opposite direction.

Just like always, you were left dumbfounded and irked alone in the midst of the crowd. What is wrong with this man?!?!

⌗ THE AFTERMATH. masterlist ; prev | next

synopsis . . . You had it coming, really. It was your fault that you accepted that reckless dare, and it was your responsibility to deal with the aftermath. The question was how? How were you going to face all your pride and dignity after you slept with HIM? Your arch nemesis, the bane of your existence, and your number one rival since highschool, Scaramouche Kunikuzushi.

taglist — CLOSED! ( please inform me if you changed your user or wanna ber removed ! ) @raideneiari @kino-alternative @xirthia @meigalaxy @ghostsaysno @sakiimeo @lxry-chxn @mcryv @ar1sc0rn3r @thomawifey @thenightsflower @scaraapologist @plinkuro @kairxse @baelloraa @scaravibe @samyayaya @darkcheesecakemusic @lazy-sanns @blurr3db3rry @lfgceo @kaekazuha04 @certaindreampost @kissingkzuha @jinxnotpowder @exhaustedcommunist @katsumikumo @phoenix-eclipses @tatiratty @anotherdayanotherobsession @celestair @lunaavity @bajifairyy @azu-rei @starryeyedkoko @kar0ki @cindywasneverhere @strangeauthorrascalfreak @lilactaro @kxr0mi @aludicpoet @thetreesarentduckinexploding @d4y-dr3am3r @karma-gisa @elakari @scarletttcroww @vatuuxa @nxsh30

NOTE. i’m acc sick rn so pls don’t mind any grammatical mistakes n errors 😭😭 anyways i hope u guys liked this! it’s a little glimpse of their long term rivalry. I hope I didn’t make him too ooc 😅

© shrslair. do not copy, translate, or repost

[ivryne]

⌗ THE AFTERMATH. | scara x f!reader

— 02 : PROVOCATION OF AN ENEMY 🩹

set at the next day, aka last day of finals exam

DISCLAIMER : a bit of ooc scara but it’s bc they’ve rlly known each other for a long time, so he’s a bit chatty (pls bare w me)

ִֶָ ࣪𓂅 Needles of the clock tower hits the end of an hour, indicating that finals seasons had finally ended. You looked down on the papers ahead of you, quickly checking your answers for the very last time before turning them in to the professor in front.

This was it, finals were finally over!

You carefully hand your exam papers to Professor Dottore. But before you can reach his waiting arms, another paper beat you to it.

You averted your gaze slowly to the person that interrupted you. Your e/c irises met with familiar violet hues, one that reeked of mischief and triumph.

You quickly gave your papers to the professor before absentmindedly leaving the room (not forgetting to thank Professor Dottore ofc!). Purposely ignoring his presence and attempt on putting you on edge, only to have that little gremlin trail on you.

“Ah finals season is over, can’t wait to see my name printed above yours, again.” He folded his arms, slowly catching up with your pace.

You knew that he was talking about the ranking in the end of the semester. After beating your by 0.1 points last year, he was getting too cocky for his own good.

After all what difference does that make? So what if he got a 3.9 GPA and you got a 3.8?

WRONG

It was always like this, ever since highschool he always did surpass you (accept in the last year of highschool when you became valedictorian hoho).

But you didn’t want to loose. Not against him. “Like that will ever happen.” You scoffed before continuing. “You know, I wasn’t really trying last year lies. So keep your little happy dance to yourself, and face the facts. We all know that I’m way better than you.”

You saw a spark glinted behind his dilated pupils as a smirk settled on his pretty features. “Let’s just see, if my name really is printed below yours in the rankings, maybe just maybe, I’ll treat you for a drink.”

“Then you’re practically begging for a drink. Did you think I’ll ever accept? And give you the opportunity of slipping in poison?” You countered back.

“Ah is that how you really think of me? That I’ll cheat my way up to number one?” He placed a hand on his chest, feigning offense. “You wound me, Name.”

“Who knows? After all, I truly am ahead of you. Who knows the things you would do just to surpass me-

“But I did though. Maybe stop being little miss delusional and open your eyes. I was on top of the class last year, and your just in denial.” He laughed his signature sinister laugh before going to the opposite direction.

Just like always, you were left dumbfounded and irked alone in the midst of the crowd. What is wrong with this man?!?!

⌗ THE AFTERMATH. masterlist ; prev | next

synopsis . . . You had it coming, really. It was your fault that you accepted that reckless dare, and it was your responsibility to deal with the aftermath. The question was how? How were you going to face all your pride and dignity after you slept with HIM? Your arch nemesis, the bane of your existence, and your number one rival since highschool, Scaramouche Kunikuzushi.

taglist — CLOSED! ( please inform me if you changed your user or wanna ber removed ! ) @raideneiari @kino-alternative @xirthia @meigalaxy @ghostsaysno @sakiimeo @lxry-chxn @mcryv @ar1sc0rn3r @thomawifey @thenightsflower @scaraapologist @plinkuro @kairxse @baelloraa @scaravibe @samyayaya @darkcheesecakemusic @lazy-sanns @blurr3db3rry @lfgceo @kaekazuha04 @certaindreampost @kissingkzuha @jinxnotpowder @exhaustedcommunist @katsumikumo @phoenix-eclipses @tatiratty @anotherdayanotherobsession @celestair @lunaavity @bajifairyy @azu-rei @starryeyedkoko @kar0ki @cindywasneverhere @strangeauthorrascalfreak @lilactaro @kxr0mi @aludicpoet @thetreesarentduckinexploding @d4y-dr3am3r @karma-gisa @elakari @scarletttcroww @vatuuxa @nxsh30

NOTE. i’m acc sick rn so pls don’t mind any grammatical mistakes n errors 😭😭 anyways i hope u guys liked this! it’s a little glimpse of their long term rivalry. I hope I didn’t make him too ooc 😅

© shrslair. do not copy, translate, or repost

[ivryne]

Hii , very sorry to bother you , but I asked you to add me to the aftermath tag list. You said you did but I didn't get tagged when chapter 1 came out . Sorry again , I just wanted to check 😅

OMG IM SO SO SORRY I DIDN’T REALIZED THAT I HVNT TAGGED PPL 😭😭 omg pls don’t hesitate to tell me if u didn’t get tagged again bc ur in the taglist 😭😭😭😭

[ivryne]

hihii! can i please be added to the aftermath taglist🥲

hiiiii sorry for the late reply 😓 i wanted to tag u but i can’t find ur user 😭😭😭

[ivryne]

hello. I hope you are doing well. Are you still accepting people into the taglist of your story "The aftermath"?? if so, i'd like to be added please 🫶 looking forward to this!💗

hihii soo soo sorry for the late reply but i’ll add u 🫶🏻🫶🏻