#scaramouche x player

[2-dsimp]

Hi NightFlurry again!!

Thank you so much for loving my ideas. I'm an avid reader of your blog and love making my own stories; I always check if you have anything interesting to read or any cool art.

While I was reading your genshin yandere otome game, my brain started churning, and I thought to myself, 'If there's a yandere school au, why can't there be a yandere fantasy au as well' I'm so glad you love my work, I was afraid that it wasn't good enough...ToT Anyways, I'm trying to brainstorm some backgrounds for other characters, so far I'm working on Kazuha, Wanderer, Ei, Dainself, Diluc, Kaeya, and Zongli, but feel free to ask/request for any particular character!!

Also, I love it when people comment back on my work. It makes me feel so happy when I read each comment even if it's as lengthy as 4 paragraphs! So please feel free to comment! P.S. I'd also love to hear your opinions 2-dsimp!!

Bye NightFlurry!!

And thank you for blessing me with such good food o(≧v≦)o

I just came back from a jog so my mind is racing with ideas to share and add onto to the fantasy au from my pov! Firstly I’ll just list off the few possible candidates I can see vying for the readers hand in holy or unholy matrimony depending on what ending you get!

Itto the Terrible (He’s a dragon Oni )/Childe the Abyssal knight. but I’ll probably introduce them sometime later so for now I’ll officially announce…

Tyrant Prince! Scaramouche

He’s shunned by the royals and commoners alike. The royals find him to be unfit for succession of the queens throne simply because he was adopted by the shogun and to add insult to injury he had commoners blood running through his veins or so they thought.

As for the reason why the commoners held Tyrant prince! Scaramouche in such low regards was because of his crass and cold behavior towards them. Just imagine the look of fear, embarrassment, and shock the commoners had when he looked at them like they were mere ants, an insignificant existence that wasn’t befitting of his presence nor his attention. And treated them as such.

Although To be fair, Tyrant prince!Scaramouche wasn’t always that way. In his younger days of youth he used to be sociable and warm towards his subjects. But an incident which brought his downfall into the dark abyss of turmoil. That was done by the hands of one who he thought of as a true friend. Caused his heart to grow cruel and cold towards commoners and nobles as a whole.

To make matters worse his relationship with his mother was already strained to the point where only bitterness remained lingering on his tongue whenever he spoke of her.

Not only that he wasn’t the only one the shogun adopted being the meticulous woman she is she rounded up potential orphans that would carry on her legacy. The succession battle was nothing less then pretty since everyone who was an orphan knew the terrible conditions of those who lacked power. And so every son and daughter had the intention to kill anyone getting in there way.

With those factors Tyrant prince! Scaramouche made a promise to himself to never let anyone in as he was all he had left to salvage what remains of himself. Until he met you someone who reminded him so much of himself and yet the only difference was you were strong enough to try and free yourself from what chained you down. Instead of wallowing in self pity, hatred, and helplessness.

However, with your help he knows that the both of you could take over his kingdom via rebellion and claim revenge on the ones who wronged you both. While You deal with your shameless parents who’ve tried to sell you off into marriage with a fat old rich king from afar. Just for a quick buck to prevent the decline in their poor province.

He will execute any and all loose ends so he can truly be set free as his own person. With Tyrant prince! Scaramouche by your side it’s a guarantee that the two of you will govern his country with nobody to stand in the way of y’all’s powerful reign. All you have to do is accept that your his precious tyrant queen if not well he has his ways of convincing you otherwise. As he’s not the type to keep his hands clean…

“Isn’t the scenery beautiful my queen look at what we accomplished, now that we’re in power no one will be able to defy us nor deny us of our existence. Together we’re unstoppable— My dear why’re are you shedding your precious tears? Aren’t you happy that your family is dead, you wanted them alive you say? Haha you’re joking right? Well I suppose you’re not, I offer my utmost condolences my love but they were the ones who almost prevented us from being together. For that I couldn’t just exile them…No, for such a grave sin it ‘twas only natural that death was the only option available for them to truly repent for what they’ve done.

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I might post doodles of him sometime later XD

[aestherin]

KEEP MY HEART

goal 36: can i call?

NOTE: classes start tomorrow 😔💔

Your eyes drifted away from the movie both of you were watching when you felt your boyfriend shift.

"Kuni?"

"Oh sorry." He looked back upon hearing your voice. You just noticed that he was about to get something from his black bag. "Did I bother you?"

You shook your head profusely. "No, not at all! I was just wondering what you were—" You focused your eyes on his hands that were hidden inside the bag. "— up to?"

Scaramouche did not spare a single moment. As he took something out, your ears were enveloped by the sound of plastic material ruffling against each other.

He handed you what seemed like a folded piece of dark blue clothing packed inside a plastic sleeve.

"Is this for me?"

"Idiot. Why else would I give it to you?"

"I just didn't want to assume, okay?!"

"Can I open it now?"

He gave a nod of approval.

More ruffling of plastic can be heard as you started to take the clothing out. It was dri-fit, made from microfiber polyester — the common material used to make jerseys for the athletes that you know. Even your brother has jerseys like these.

Wait, a jersey?

"Oh my god, Kuni!"

Satisfied with your reaction, Scaramouche smirked. "That's not just a merch, too. It's one of my own official jerseys."

"What the heck?!" You yelped. You held the jersey up and turned it around. It indeed displayed his surname and player number at the back. You gripped the clothing even more tightly. "Are you sure I can have this?"

"Of course. My mom said so too."

"Really?"

"Mhm, she really likes you."

"Woah."

"Not more than I like you, though," he grinned.

You coughed and smacked his arm lightly. "Shut up."

"Okay okay, calm down." He raised both his hands up. "Ah. Also, she gave me tickets for you."

Your brows furrowed. "Tickets?"

"The soccer finals for this season. We're against your school, remember?"

"Huh?! That's coming up so soon, what?! Hold on?!"

"Yeah, stupid." He flicked your forehead lightly before comfortably leaning against the backrest, both his arms supporting his head.

Not gonna lie, he looked so attractive sitting like that.

Wait, no.

The finals is that soon?

Oh, God.

You told your brother you'd introduce your boyfriend to him after the game!

How many weeks from now is that? Wait, is it even a week or just days —

"So..." Your boyfriend's voice pulled you out from your spacing out session. "Who are you cheering for?" He smirked.

"Uh... can't I do for both? Hehe."

Scaramouche quickly took a look at his lockscreen. The huge white text at the top currently displayed '21:54'. Your brother hasn't arrived home yet.

"Kuni, it's getting late. Aren't you going to head home?" You asked him as you busied yourself with playing with Vivi on the rug.

Yeah, it's getting late and your brother still isn't home. How is he supposed to leave when you're going to be left home alone?

"What time is your brother supposed to get home?" He asked you.

"Venti and Xiao are drinking out with my brother. And, given Venti's alcohol tolerance, they might end late," you chuckled.

He sighed in return.

You gasped.

"Hold on, are you still not heading home because you're worried about me?"

Your boyfriend huffed and looked away. "Who told you that?"

"My instincts," you smiled. "Don't worry, okay? I'll be fine. Both me and my brother are used to being alone all the time since we also sometimes sleep at our friends' houses."

"You should start heading home now while it's not that late yet. Your mother might also be worried now."

"Are you sure you'll be fine?"

"Yes, I promise."

"Okay. I'll text you when I get home."

KEEP MY HEART — scara x reader smau

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[chuusheartattck]

THAT’S THAT ME ESPRESSO (TTME)

Synopsis: You’re a new idol that just debuted under ‘Fontaine Entertainment’ with your new single ‘Espresso.’ You just graduated high school which means all your classmates are shocked to see you into stardom. Including your old situationship, who happens to be an actor.

(Inspired by Sabrina Carpenter’s song Espresso!)

(Everyone is at least 18+)

Pairing: Actor!Scaramouche x Gnidol!Reader

Genre: Enemies to lovers, celeb au, crack, angst if you squint, slow burn

Warnings: Lots of swearing, alcohol, smoking, bullying, kms/kys jokes, crude jokes, any pictures used aren’t meant to represent y/n in any way

Status: Ongoing (June 27 2024)

Taglist: Open lmk to be added

☕️= Written

A/n: Hi!! This is my first smau ever and first post on this account! I’ve been reading them a lot n decided I want to write one myself. This will be around 40 chapters so be prepared for how long it is. If you have any tips lmk as I’m also new to tumblr! :)

Profiles: ‘Fontaine Entertainment’ II ‘Inazuma Entertainment’

Prologue: New celeb has entered the chat!

Act I: I’m working late, cause I’m a singer

01- Espresso , 02- Excuse me? , 03- FBGM , 04- Don’t get too drunk!, 05- Party O’ Clock ☕️ ,

06- Apologies ☕️ , 07- Hell no , 08- Absolutely not , 09- Investigations , 10- New player ,

Act II: Oh he looks so cute, wrapped around my finger

11- Rumors , 12- Opp central , 13- Ik the law baby ☕️ , 14- Redemption arc? , 15- Down the drain ,

16- Scandal , 17- Choose your pokémon! , 18- Feeling lucky ☕️ , 19- TCAS , 20- Shambles ☕️ ,

Act III: My twisted humor, make him laugh so often

21- Jealously jealousy , 22- Two can play at that game , 23- Get him back! , 24- Bittersweet date , 25- Revealed ,

26- Nobody knows ☕️ , 27- IFHY , 28- Ultimatum , 29- 10k hours , 30- It’s whatever ☕️ ,

Act IV: My honey bee, come and get this pollen

31- No regrets , 32- Flashback mary ☕️ , 33- Get up , 34- You ight ☕️ , 35- Not so bad ,

36- Short n’ spicy , 37- Dress to impress , 38- Please please please , 39- Fire? Flames! , 40- 10 things i hate about you ☕️

[whispereons]

Masterlist!

I'm Whispereons and I mainly write yandere Genshin Impact fics. The SAGAU is my long time obsession if it wasn't obvious.

For ease of convenience I will have this masterlist pinned with my works, taglist, and tags used on my blog.

Currently I don't have any rules to abide by. I enjoyed all the comments, reblogs, asks and submissions I received thus far!

Just a warning for anyone new, I advise you to make sure your blog has some form of personalization. Like a profile pic, a sentence saying hello in your bio or even just a single post saying you're human will do. It's to prevent you from getting the report and block combo when I do my spam/porn bot purges.

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Oracle!Reader - with my current editor @serpent-benediction (hopefully) fixing up the older chapters.

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Inazuma:

City - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 Sea - Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Liyue:

City - Part 9, Part 10, Wilderness - Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18 City V2 - Part 19, Part 20, Part 21, Part 22, Part 23, Part 24, Part 25

(Don't judge my old works too harshly, I really was new at writing!)

Self-aware Genshin Impact Series (incomplete): Warmth, Screen, Team Player, Over This Shit

Oneshots - Another Drink, It's tough to be a God

Normal Yandere Genshin Impact:

Venti/Barbatoes x EOS!Reader: Planned, Protection or Possession?, Control

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[shanieveh]

REVERSE 03↺: love the player

wriothesley x fem!reader smau

now playing: laufey — above the chinese restaurant

After cramming so many activities, your mind in a daze and body almost collapsed, it was finally time to go to the after party. This is where the game actually starts, and you hated every bit of it.

Back in the days, he wasn't the center of attention, and these loud houses were quiet secrets only shared for two people. Now he took the center stage, where everyone worshipped his every move.

And you watched.

"And our star player tonight!" Childe drags Wriothesley to the stage where everyone could see him, you just clapped no time to cheer loudly. After all, your voice will be hoarse with no more for the presentation tomorrow.

Before, these events always seemed fun for you, but now, now...

You see them six, popular, untouchable group and know that you will never belong to it. Wait there's only five of them... where is...

"Need some fun, girlie?" The red head from earlier came to you and offered you some sweets.

"I'm having fun, don't worry." You politely took his offer with faked grin, you liked sweets anyways.

After him was a series of people, an obstacle od sweaty and immature highschool teens, where was Kaveh? Oh probably with Alhaitham.

Then there was Scaramouche bullying Childe, and there was Cyno with Dehya chilling.

It only leads back to yourself, all alone.

You then entered the room, the very room where everything started. It was filled with the duke's past trophies and awards, a lot of memories unwind.

Back then he was your suitor, a nobody who who was mediocre at best.

A lot has change, huh. He changed, but you stayed at this moment. Unlike him, you stayed with him.

Promises were made, and he was the first to break them. With the chance of being popular and glorified he left you, but that didn't really stop you did it?

He did say you were the love of his life, about a million damn times.

Until that stupid reverse everything was fine, he was supposed to be yours, after all that he did right, now... now you were the one chasing, you were the one who wanted him back, it was as if the world reversed!

"I'm afraid miss that this is personal property, you can only go past the ground floor." A silky velvet voice was heard from behind.

With that you looked at the source, she was beautiful. She was smart, she was, she was... all that he wanted.

"I'm sorry Miss Clorinde, I was just looking for the bathroom." I excused myself and went to outside.

You left hastily without seeing the look on her eyes, for it was not one of anger or indifference.

It was one of pity.

"Now why do you look upset in this beautiful night?" Kaveh chimmed it at the sight of your disheveled form. "I thought your wriobaby won the big game today?"

No reply was ushered, just the wind blowing, and the moon at the height of its glory.

"Cyno was right maybe I don't stand a chance against her. I'm just a nobody." You pout at nothing but your own misery. "And everyone thinks nothing of me beyond of him, she's spmething without him and I'm just no one!"

It was not long till the snoppy Charlotte saw you both, perhaps it was your loud exclaim.

"Want me to make an editorial about her so she will have a bad reputation?" That was her ideal of comfort, and in some degree it would work.

"Or better yet we will spread bad rumors about her at school?" Dehya joined in, wanting to cheer you up.

No. Clorinde does not deserve any of those, even if hatred panged your heart, you knew that she deserves none of it. She was always organized, she always knows what to do. She's just... perfect.

"The poor Clorinde, Lottie!" Kaveh reprimanded the journalist with his drunk boyfriend on one shoulder. How chaotic. "For me you should just get over the guy! It would also help your reputation at school! It's that furry's fault!"

You let out the heaviest of sighs, almost at the verge of just giving it all up. Clorinde's wrath just seemed to strong. But... you can't, you just can't let go, not today, not next week, and not even when everything changes.

You would always stay.

And in the fleet of defeat, you see Kaveh's drunk boyfriend finally holding his composure.

"Name, your phone is ringing." He gives it to you.

Oh.

'ONE MESSAGE NOTIFICATION'

My.

'WRIO BABY: DO YOU WANT TO COME? .... [see more]'

God.

Scrolling past your previous texts, you finally saw it.

———————————[ 02 —↺— 04 ]————————————

the whole campus knows about your 3 year crush on the student body president and basketball captain wriothesley. you were fine with his constant ignoring and rejections until something happened, until you stopped, and a reverse took place... now he won't leave you alone.

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author's note: if you noticed from the spotify playlist, all the songs of the day are the tracks in order. this will grant you special privileges to see what the plot will be in the order of the songs! anyways, no update next week because its finals here in the philippines, gotta focus. love you all!!

[yzashaven]

✰ ━━━ how they show affection for you <3

FEATURING scaramouche, tartaglia, xiao, albedo, thoma, kazuha, alhaitham, cyno x gn!reader

WARNINGS some are prob ooc 😭

NOTE (omfg these images are so low quality LMAO) on my past blogs, i usually only write nsfw so this is like... a change of pace? sort of... anyways hope you enjoy, likes and rbs are ofc appreciated! also, referring to wanderer as scaramouche since his name is player dependant

okay so hear me out when i say he seems like the type to take you to places with the prettiest views (shout out to his birthday voiceline) whether it be views of the sunset, a flower field, an ocean or beach view... as long as it's a pretty site to see, he'll take you there! scaramouche loves the way the places give him a peaceful feeling, and the way that it's just the two of you there? he's in paradise and heaven combined.

a bit similar to scara, tartaglia would take you to places. and by places i mean his homeland, snezhnaya, for the snow and to see his family. his little brother, teucer is certainly very fond of you, and tartaglia loves to watch you spend time with his siblings. he's such a family oriented guy... another thing he'd do is cook delicious meals for you! ranging from simple snacks to your personal favorites, and definitely some snezhnayan delicacies~

xiao is sweet to his lover, no doubt. but that doesn't mean he'll ignore his duties as an adeptus and focus on them. he expresses his love by protecting you... and maybe sharing his almond tofu. need his help? call out for him and he'll be there in an instant. also this whole love thing is very new to xiao, soo he's not used to things like hugging and kissing, yk those kinda stuff but he'll get used to it eventually. he does really like your company though, brings a smile to his face.

we all know albedo is a very amazing alchemist, he can make basically anything within a few hours or even minutes. he'd use his skill and powers to give you sentimental itemsㅡ such as a bouquet of flowers that never wither or ones that glow in your favorite color. If you don't really like flowers, don't worry, he can make whatever it is that you want! oh you want a dragon? he'll try and will come back to you with a small, cute, non-hostile looking one that protects you <3

he is sometimes busy due to work for the kamisato clan and being the "fixer" in inazuma, but he never forgets to make time for you! his love language is definitely quality time as he loves to just relax and accompany you wherever. another way thoma shows affection is through doing errands and other things for you such as cooking, cleaning around in your teapot realm, curing for your wounds if you ever get hurt, and maybe doing a commission or two of yours!

kaedehara kazuha... he's such a romantic man when it comes to his lover. he'll write you a poem literally every single day and compliment you every minute. kazuha also likes to run his hands through your hair as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear while you watch the sun set together at the best vantage point in wherever it is you're traveling at. he also definitely introduced you to his mom(beidou) so he takes you with him on the crux for fun adventures together! or just taking naps as the boat sets sail.

as the akademiya's scribe, alhaitham is often busy attending to those missions along with his personal investigations and other matters. so to prevent any lost time, he takes you with him. you're quite the strong fighter yourself so there won't be any problems, right? and if something bad does happen, he's your savior. despite talking sharply at times about how you weren't being careful or being reckless, he still loves you and will be happy that you're safe. alhaitham would reassure you about that too. also you study together at the akademiya library sometimes, he really likes having you around :3

cyno is a man of few words but reassures you about how much he loves you and would quite literally tear apart, limb from limb anyone that tries to harm you. cyno keeps a close eye on you especially when he senses danger is near, he wouldn't even wish for anything bad to happen to you. as the general mahamatra, fighting is practically his specialty which is why he uses that fighting experience and knowledge to protect you even if you tell him that you can handle yourself, he insists as he doesn't want to risk losing you like that.

[ouchthathurts]

❝ 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐄 ❞

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐬) ⋮ Wanderer/Scaramouch x You

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ⋮ 2.3k 

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⋮ These feelings may be too human for this puppet

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬 ⋮ Cross-Posted to AO3 | Scaramouche is called Wanderer | Scaramouche is Bad at Feelings | Soft Scaramouche | Scaramouche in Love | Touch-Starved Scaramouche | Cross-Posted on Tumblr I Wrote This While Listening to Laufey's Music | Song: Fragile (Laufey) 

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 ⋮ I gotta write more Genshin stuff!

“Are you okay?”

A call out to the name he’s become so familiar to has begun to eat at his heart with your voice sinking their sharp teeth into the flesh he does not have; you tear to him to pieces with your smile and leave him like he tattered doll once finished with him. 

A fight breaks out, one that calls the attention to his fears of abandonment and urges him to leave whilst the other yearns for your company and shackles him to the floor with a call of your voice.  You’ve come to ask if you two would spend time studying together, he’s visited your home plenty of times and finds himself gnawing at the leash he put there that brings him over to you without any say of his reason.

The fist his hand was balled in as he held his head up, there was something that had almost brought him to tears as you asked him such a question. “Of course I’m okay.” Yet, there was something that gnawed at him as he looked at your face, you had looked at him in ways that showed he was making you feel for him almost like a child. 

“It’s just quiet in here…” The young puppet knew if he could not have something to conceal the sounds of his tapping feet, his breathing that became breathy, and the pounding in his chest that had begun to drive him crazy without how it bled into his ears. A hope in his head that you would not acknowledge the way he fidgets with how both your shoulders touched as you sat the shared desk. 

Wanderer scolded himself, if he couldn’t even handle your shoulders against his what could’ve made him believe in actually pursuing a relationship with you. Why would you even want a relationship with him? The way he behaves akin to an antsy child must make you feel like a parent. Why would you ever think of him outside of just studying with him?

In spite of those thoughts there’s a desire in his heart, to sew that smile into your lips forever, his eyes swiftly close as he turns his face back to his book whilst you return to yours, “I'm glad, it seemed like something was on your mind back there.” You spoke your concerns, your half-lidded eyes turned to his with a look in your eyes that were felt throughout Wanderer’s body even without looking at you. 

“I’ll turn on some music.” You assured as you got up from your seat and made your way over to your music case. There was this feeling to pulling you back to him and hopefully meld his material in your warm skin. You looked through the music, your fingers peeling through and getting some out before finding one song, a large vinyl is placed on your record player.

The music that greets Wanderer is a soft piano, a warm and light guitar, and some orchestral music's picking up in parts to lull to the puppet. You turn back to Wanderer, “I hope you like it, I often listen to this when I’m studying alone.” You explain as you make your way back to your seat, putting your hands in your lap before turning your head to meet with the young man next to you.  “Are you ready for us to continue studying?” The way you questioned him, there was a softness in his voice that he had yearned since he was brought into this world. 

You’d go out of your way to make a puppet feel more serene? 

Out of the kindness of your heart? 

The puppet pondered before scoffing at such a thought: Only a fool would believe such bright and fulfilled eyes as ones that were meant to bring joy into this world while he was being tortured by the sight of your benevolence. 

A couple of candles burned softly around the two of you, had you always glowed this lovingly under the light? There was something being highlighted in your face that had only made Wanderer more lost in what he was witnessing.

Pleasing? There were features you had that made the puppet believe it was the archon’s punishment to him for having feelings.

Captivated? Of course he was, just the mere presence of you in the same room had left him feeling the warmth he had been longing for since creation. 

Bewitched? A spell casted on him, he had only done to himself by allowing himself to gaze upon perfection, candles burning him wouldn’t turn him away from your beauty.

The thought of you set him ablaze with the gaze he was met with once his eyes begrudgingly made their way towards yours. Oh dear. There’s this swelling where his heart would be, he finds his ears are hot with your glazed over eyes as you waited for him to speak. 

“Is there something on your mind, Wanderer?” You find your hand slowly coming from your lap to your cheek, flustered by the astonishment in his eyes, your index finger tapped your cheek as you awaited an answer. You could’ve killed him with such a move. There was something with how you always knew where to place your hands that would highlight you, whether it was your face, hands, or your figure. In awe, he’d fallow them to where they landed and paid close attention the area.

“N…No. I’m just...” You found your lips parting a bit, with your brilliance you would be able to say something that he couldn’t think of no matter how many years he had spent in Teyvat. “I’m just lost in how to solve this problem…I’m scared of how I’ll do for this upcoming exam.” Schooling was another debt he’d be paying for the archon, he worked among his fellow peers, yet the only one who he decided to talk to was you. You were a late arrival into the class, thus you both would have to work together to catch up with the rest of your fellow classmates. 

“Oh please, you’ll do perfect. You always do.” You had admired him; with the way you spoke of how often you would see his scores and his answers it was no surprise you saw him as one who was always more than a couple steps of ahead of your peers. “I don’t think you actually need to study with someone sometimes, y’know? You’re so smart, you could do an exam as soon as it’s called out.” 

To be praised by you was one that could ease his pains when the world turned his back on him. A long day of being delt a hand that left him as an outsider to those who interacted with him, he would yearn to come to your home and lay his head in your lap and be coddled like a child. The mere object he was, he loved so deeply to be deemed as one whose heart was as sensitive as a porcelain antique.

“Please don’t be so humble…” Wanderer spoke, your name taking it’s time in his mouth before he begrudgingly let it go to, “Without your help I wouldn’t have neary gotten this far, it’s almost admirable how much work you put into projects and honestly, you’re a lot smarter than the rest of them.” Wanderer effused, although his tone was hidden by his nonchalant one, you imagined him babbling happily about you and couldn’t help but find your face flushed. 

“You really think so?” Without missing a beat he swooned, “I know so.”

There was something about those words that caused your heart to pound incessantly against your rib cage, desperately trying to escape the confines to profess its feelings towards the one the pounded alongside it inside of Wanderer’s chest. 

Endearing was what you call such a moment, as he held his gaze with yours with a flush on his face that called attention against his pale skin, he had found himself so utterly flustered by the situation and all that has left him that he looks to you with large eyes and quivering lips as he found his eyes struggling to stay on your doe like ones. 

The way they pierced him, he found himself bounded to chair beneath him with his knees buckling and his fingers digging into the cushion as his neck began to ache from turning to stare at you for so long. 

The music had pulled on his ears, a pinkness beginning as he finds this moment becoming more and more confined by all that surrounded him. Whether it was the candles that brought a new light to your features, or the music so low, or even the way he found your arms so close to his that made both your hearts skip a beat. 

Breath hitching as you both found yourself opening your mouth to get much needed oxygen, so entranced by this moment to forget breathing in your nose. Wanderer found himself matching your breathing pattern, he had no need to breath in all his years of living and yet the moment he’s alone with ou he feels his throat closing up with the closeness of one another.

The room was spinning, the sound of music was cradling the two of you in this moment as it conducted the thoughts that came through both your minds whilst staring into each other's eyes. It felt as if there was something coming, a warmness that the Wanderer hadn’t known the name of as his eyes darted to your parted lips as he followed your breathing. 

You had found yourself looking down at his lips as well, soon finding yourself lost in the moment alongside him, you leaned in with a string brining you over to the puppet as he hadn’t taken the time your lips getting closer to his as all he could do was try to breath alongside you.

To feel what you felt in that moment was to align himself with you perfectly. 

As you brought them closer all Wanderer could do was began to keep the cushion in grasps, almost tearing it apart like a kitten, he found his lips quivering as he felt your breath against them causing him to feel an overwhelming number of emotions. The way they had begun to swirl throughout his body and pull his body one towards the other had caused his mind to spiral. 

“...erer!” 

The puppet’s eyes closed, he finds the back of his head and neck ache with the harshness of your wooden flooring clashing against him, there was something that had caused his face to become engulfed into a redness as he finds himself slowly bringing himself up with his left arm supporting his leaning and his right being brought up to his face before being met with you knelt beside him.

“Wanderer! Are you okay?” 

Your tone filled with worry as you looked to him with fret filling your eyes, Wanderer finds himself a bit embarrassed by all that his happened, a bit being an understatement as he finds himself looking the other way to avoid your eyes. “Of course, I am.” The puppet slowly stood, “Be careful, you took a hard fall.” You insisted whilst you reached for his hat, getting up alongside him as you handed it towards him. 

“Do you need an icepack? Is your head okay?” You questioned him with care in your tone, worriedness as if you had struck him when he inflicted this on himself, he couldn’t handle such a tone. You were so considerate as you kept apologizing before pushing his hat to him and going to get some ice for him.

Wanderer wondered if you’d still feel this way if you found out he was a puppet.

You came back with a clear bag of ice and handed it off to him as your eyes filled with fear of it all. “I think I should be heading off now.” The words that shot from his mouth he wanted to take back, as he found your heart shattering in your eyes. The look on your face, no matter how hard you tried to hide it, had called for execution and torture beyond inhuman. 

It was what he believed he deserved for lying to you about wanting to leave.

“I think that’s our time, Wanderer.” The way you spoke with an ease when departing had lacerated all his yearns for profession to you, like a God, he’d fall to his knees and hold your legs begging for more time with you. The wanderer finds the time with you short, while he would say a couple more minutes, his mind would loop with the pleadings of years to be spent alongside you. 

However, today he would collect his things, “It seems so.” The detached tone that shielded all the ache of leaving you for the night. Something beat against you in your chest as you so desperately wanted him to stay alongside you. Yet, you bid him farewell, thanking him and apologizing about “Having the wrong idea.” 

Wanderer shook his head, “There is no need for you to apologize.” The puppet was glad for the darkness out, you could not witness the blush of his embarrassment from not being able to handle a simple kiss from you. “I apologize if I gave you the wrong idea of what I wanted from you.” You shake your head, “You did nothing wrong, Wanderer.” 

You both stand there, the warmness of your heart aches to bring him back in and Wanderer yearns to be in the light you had blessed him with. You both stand there however, looking at one another for a moment only for you to speak, “Safe travels.” You tried to hide the want whilst Wanderer tried to hide his desire, “Thank you. You as well.”

You close your door and Wanderer finds himself walking away, once a safe enough distance from your home he begins to curse himself.  “You imbecile! You couldn’t handle someone kissing you!? Embarrassing yourself like a child wetting themselves!” There are more curses that come from him, until he arrives at his quarters and launches himself into his bed. Letting out a loud groan there is only one more thing left for him to call out. 

“You as well !?” 

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[hiraya-rawr]

looking for your favorites 3 (sagau)

synopsis !! they can't possibly be your favorite character. . . right?

characters !! wanderer, scaramouche, chongyun, abyss prince aether, razor

note !! EVERYTHING WAS WRITTEN IN MY FREETIME bit by bit, hence why it sometimes sounds a little off i guess? i tried to fix it as much as i could ++ I'm honestly not sure if I can continue writing for the og sagau concept, I keep twisting it into something else eeh- heheheh

contains !! gn reader, mild religious themes, honestly the sagau concept is a little everywhere in this one, i couldnt seem to settle on one type, spoilers on sumeru's archon quest, scaramouche/wanderer spoilers

• • •

A Genshin Player typically has a variety of characters to choose from. Such options can range from free-to-play characters to limited five stars. Regardless of how much one invested in the game, they're bound to have at least a handful of options.

This is what all characters are aware of— that they are options among hundreds to thousands of vision holders across Teyvat, with every character being special and enticing in their own way.

There's no way they could be the favorite.

Right?

[x] WANDERER

He doesn't quite know who he is.

He doesn't understand what his purpose is either.

He just wanders, lost, nation to nation in hopes of maybe discovering a sense of fulfillment.

And with all the wandering he's done, he -of course- has heard about you. A special entity to this world. A small part of him wonders if you'd know the answers to his questions (or perhaps, you could make use of him? If he could be useful to someone like you, then surely he would feel fulfilled?).

Despite his quiet hopes, he wasn't in any rush to find you. Nor did he hope for you to actually make use of him. He just continued wandering, from the mountains of Liyue to the forests of Sumeru— all the way to where he is now. The barren desert, with nothing but sand for miles and miles to see (and perhaps that rather intimidating, flipped pyramid at a distance).

Needless to say, he wasn't expecting you of all people to follow his tracks out into the desert.

At first you were just a spech amongst the sands, then you became clearer with your approach, showing more and more the familiar features he once saw in passing amongst statues or paintings.

When you were finally within hearing distance, you raised a hand as if to call out his name, hesitating for a moment before deciding what to say—

"Wanderer!"

He tilts his head, pausing to face you as you walk closer. The sand around you stills, as if no longer fighting against every footstep you take, and instead assisting you to come closer.

"You are. . . the one this world was created for, right?" He asks unsure as soon as you were close enough

"I suppose I am?" You reply with a laugh, and he finds that he quite likes your laugh. "I tried looking for you, I'm glad I caught up before you got too deep into the desert."

"You tried looking for me. . ? Why?"

"Because how could I visit Teyvat without meeting you?" You smile softly. He looks away, it doesn't make sense.

"Meeting me, huh. . . then may I ask for a favor?"

"Anything you want."

His eyes catches yours -sunlight hitting them just right- and without missing a beat, "Can I be of use to you? Can you give me purpose?"

You freeze, hands to your side as you stare back at him. In truth, you were expecting something like this, but now? So soon on your first meeting? He looks back seriously.

"Sca– Wanderer," You begin, "You're doing this. . . to find out who you are, right?"

He nods. You sigh.

"Well. . . I know a friend back in the city who can help you. They're a traveler as well. In fact, you can say they're a friend of yours!"

"A friend of mine. . ?"

"Trust me. You'll love them. And shall we go back?"

Go back? He wonders. There's miles and miles of sand around you.

"It would be nightfall soon. I don't think we'd be able to make it back today. I'm sorry."

You turn to him, lips in a wide smile. There's something wrapped between your fingers as you hold it out for him to catch. He opens his palm, it settles down slowly— it's. . . an anemo vision. Glowing brightly.

"Why walk when we can fly?" You grin.

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"Don't you feel hot at all?" You whine, shielding your eyes from the glare of sunlight.

"I have a hat."

"I see. . . "

[x] SCARAMOUCHE

* It's conflicting, really. Scaramouche despises gods— their invisible influence taunting him like he was a defective product, like he should be ashamed to ever think he could stand on their level.

* You were... an oddity in his feelings towards such powerful beings. The world was made for you, catered to you, and people naturally adored you (just like how they adored the traveler you've shown your favor to).

* So when you, the being which his very world was created for your entertainment, landed in Teyvat, as human as any human could be— he didn't know what to expect.

* He didn't care. There are hundreds for you to meet, and he's not about to wait in line, dilly-dallying for your attention like a common peasant.

* But in the open halls of the Tsaritsa's palace, you approach with the quick pattering of your heels.

* The crowd of Fatui workers naturally part as soon as they noticed your approach. It's odd enough to hear that the player begged to go to Snezhnaya -land of nothing but barren snow- but to rush to Scaramouche's main headquarters? Unheard of!

* Yet there you were, face to face with a single option out of hundreds (the single option you chose).

"What in Teyvat are you. . ." He trails off, his face scrunched between irritation and shock. He doesn't know what to say, really. Would insulting you incur some sort of divine fury?

"I came looking for you!" You reply.

He thinks you're an idiot. He shouldn't call you that, right? Would it damn him to the abyss or something?

"Why. . ." He tries to form the words, "Why in Teyvat would you–" He pauses, looking around at the small crowd.

With a glare, the Fatui agents scatter away from the hall. It doesn't take much to scare them away like little rats. As he turns back to you, you look back unafraid, if not a little excited.

"Why are you here? Do you pity me, is that it?" He asks with a bite to his voice.

"Yes."

"I– what? So you admit it?" He scoffs, is there a limit to your shamelessness? Is this a trait natural to the gods? "Unbelievable."

"I pity you, everything you went through, but that's not the reason why I'm here! Isn't it obvious?" You say, a wide grin beginning to form, "You're my absolute favorite!"

He freezes. What? Absolutely. . . favorite?

As if understanding his speechlessness, you continue on, "I've been wanting to meet you since the very first event– ahem, first time I saw you!"

"You truly are an odd one." He mumbles under his breath because why him? Why the one who was abandoned and used numerous times? He's merely a puppet without a heart.

An empty vessel.

"And why should I believe you?" He says unconvincingly, arms folded. He notices the little chatter behind the walls, those darn recruits are listening in.

"Why would I be here if you're not my favorite?" You quip back.

He scoffs, "I don't know, but there's certainly something wrong with you in the head. You're not exactly what I expected."

"If you were expecting a certain level of power, then I could still do that. I can give you gifts."

". . . gifts?" He tilts his head.

"Artifacts, weapons, talents— they're all for you since the very beginning anyway!"

Artifacts, weapons. . . power? He thinks. Truly, if you were such an ultimate being, you could provide him anything? As if pondering over it, he suddenly pauses.

Yes, indeed you could give him these things.

But why him?

Because of favorites?

How could he be favored when he was once thrown away.

". . . Can you give me a gnosis?" He says, voice uncharacteristically soft.

"Um. . . we'll work on that. Maybe on the later arcs."

[x] CHONGYUN

* Despite modern Liyue's sovereignty from gods, it's still a nation that values traditions and piety. It's natural that with your arrival, you only deserve the best!

* That included invites from some of the highest ranking nobles and guilds. It's no surprise that Xingqiu, the second son of the largest Commerce Guild, makes an appearance to greet you in the Jade Palace, his brother and parents already done with their turns.

* Xingqiu expected a lot from you, maybe discussions of the arts (or perhaps you're even interested in novels?). What he didn't expect was for you to ask such a random question.

"Oh Xingqiu! You're here! Ah– but where's Chongyun?"

He only pauses for a second. Chongyun may be the son of a longstanding exorcist clan, but they're not much to boast about in terms of influence or wealth. Chongyun is... well, Chongyun. His dear best friend.

"I apologize, I wasn't aware that you'd like to meet him as well. Chongyun should be. . . hmm around the harbor by now, perhaps." He stands straight from his bow, "We were planning on meeting after this, your Holiness, to look for haunted h— I mean, to stroll Wuwang Hill."

You already know what they're up to as you clasp your hands together.

"Excellent! I'll go with you!"

"Wait- what?"

* Oh poor Chongyun, he would be a frantic mess in disbelief. It was hard enough to believe that you suddenly went to Liyue, but to approach him of all people? Did you mistake him for someone else? Are you going to ask for directions? Did he do something wrong?

* The thoughts swirling around his head is enough to destabilize his yang energy as you helplessly reassure him that you're there because you want to meet him as soon as you could.

"Chongyun!" You rush up to him, arms wide in an embrace— the cryo allogene freezes in place, stares with his cat-like eyes in wonder because wait, wait, wait– is the one and only controller of this world approaching him for a hug?

"I- Wait, me?" He stutters, tumbling over his words as you smile. His arms are awkwardly raised, unsure if he should hug you back.

"Yes! I met Xingqiu a while back and was wondering why you weren't with him."

"You- you were looking for me?"

"Of course I have! I've always wanted to meet you in person like this!"

As you squeeze him in your arms, you feel him go limp as his face turns red in heat.

"Oh no! His yang energy!"

[x] ABYSS AETHER

Aether knew he was damned. The minute he resolved to see through everything till the end, despite everyone thinking otherwise, he knew no one would understand why he decided to do this.

Alone, is how he decided to do this. So he sits lonely on a throne in the nave of what seems to be a dark cathedral. The walls depicting menacing murals of an era where everything went wrong. The abyss mages that normally float in worship are no where to be seen, just the way he wanted it.

Until you appeared, the little soft patter of footsteps echoing down his aisle, the heavy doors moving back to reveal your underwhelming entrance. He sees you and he wonders if he expected you to come, to blame him or get angry because how could he stray so far from his oh-so-favored sister, Lumine.

Yet, you walk up to him with a look of what seems to be sorrow.

"Are you here to blame me?" He asks and his voice echoes against cavernous walls.

"Blame you? No. . ." You reply.

"Then do you pity me?"

"Aether, I just want to understand." You confidently say, finally by the foot of his throne. He doesn't feel comfortable looking down on you like this, not you, so he stands to approach your eye level.

"Shouldn't you already understand?" He questions, curious.

"I— don't. . . I don't know everything there is to this world."

Aether frowns. Maybe because he was hoping that you of all people -mortal or god- would understand why he's doing this.

"That isn't my problem. There are bigger things for me to think about." He turns away and just before he could take the first step;

"I don't know everything about this world but if it's you– then I want to understand. I'm sure you have your reasons. I trust you more than anything."

He pauses, face in wonder, because how could you trust someone so blindly?

With an exhale and a decision made, he turns to you, "Then follow me. If you want to understand why, then stay with me."

"Okay."

[x] RAZOR

It was a classic welcome— arriving in Mondstadt, touring around the city, greeting the characters you've always wanted to meet. Despite their initial formalities and decorum, you've managed to tone down the professionalism and started to treat each other as friends.

That didn't mean they weren't very open to the idea of you meeting the less. . . civil of the bunch.

"I'd like to visit Wolvendom." You tell the small group. It's another day in the city, enjoying drinks by the taverns under the sun. Lucky for you, the Cavalry Captain and the Outrider have their time off to enjoy with you.

"Oh? Is there a reason why?" Kaeya leans back, head tilted.

"To be honest. . . I wanted to visit Razor. I'm sure you know him!"

Truth be told, you just wanted to meet a certain good wolf cub hidden in the woods. While everyone has went out of their way to meet you, Razor kept to himself in Wolvendom. Perhaps he was too intimidated by the crowds pouring into Mondstadt, or maybe he just wasn't familiar about you, but Razor was nowhere to be seen since your arrival.

". . . Razor?" Kaeya says hesitantly, "Hmm while I have no problem with you going to Wolvendom to meet him, there is another issue. . ."

"What issue?"

"The knights decided not to let you meet Razor," Amber quips in, "I mean– It's not that there's anything bad about him, it's just that he hasn't learned his manners yet. We thought it might be disrespectful if he met you so soon."

"Disrespectful?" You voice out in shock.

"Of course we know that you're not strict about that now! But I guess we never clarified the situation with Razor. . "

You huff, standing up tall with new resolve, "That's it! We're going out to find Razor and give him the biggest hug ever!"

"We are?" They echo back in unison.

"Yes we are!" You hook both your arms around theirs, dragging them out the gates of Mondstadt.

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[cherishmii]

STARBOUND !

PROLOGUE ☆

Y/N clicks her tongue, a bitter habit she’s picked up over the years. Every day feels like a prison sentence—trapped not behind bars, but behind the curse she’s carried like a shadow. Life outside her walls moves on without her, bright and full of opportunities she’s too afraid to seize. She longs for connection, for the simple act of looking someone in the eye without the paralyzing fear that holds her back. But she can’t. She either has to divert her gaze, avoiding the warmth of human contact, or disappear entirely, hiding away in the solitude she knows too well.

It’s suffocating, this life. It’s no wonder she’s found solace in the glow of a computer screen, her only escape from the reality she despises. The games are her refuge, where she can lose herself in a world that doesn’t judge her, where her eyes don’t betray her, and where she’s just another player—anonymous, invisible. She dreams of the day when her vision blurs enough that she no longer sees the accusing stares, the whispers of judgment that she imagines everywhere she goes.

But even in this self-imposed exile, she’s not alone. Her friends—they’re the lifeline she never expected. They saw her for who she really was, not a freak, not a recluse, but someone struggling to survive in a world that seemed determined to crush her. As a streamer, she’s amassed a following, people who adore her for the person she shows on screen. Yet, the hate she receives for avoiding collabs, for staying in her safe little bubble, cuts deep. They call her arrogant, claim she’s too proud to work with others, but they couldn’t be more wrong. If only they knew how small she feels, how unworthy. Every time she considers reaching out, she’s consumed by the fear that she’s wasting their time, that she has nothing of value to offer.

But her friends—they refuse to let her drown in that darkness. They’ve seen her struggle, heard her silent cries for help, and they’ve never turned away. Behind the cameras, away from the public eye, they lift her up, make her laugh, remind her that she’s loved. They don’t care about her flaws, about the secrets she hides—they care about her. And somehow, that love, that unwavering support, makes her want to fight. Not just for herself, but for them, too.

This time, she’s determined. She’ll push past the fear, the doubts, the chains that have bound her for so long. She’ll make them proud, show them the strength they always believed she had. She’ll rise above the pain, the isolation, and for the first time, she’ll let herself be free. Free as a bird, soaring high above the clouds, finally breaking free from the chains that once held her captive.

In the field of online streaming, an introverted indie streamer, known for her quiet nature, has never collaborated before. So why now? Fans wonder why she avoids collaborations — is she simply an odd one out? When she finally accepts an invite to a show, unknowingly the guest host is a popular but grumpy streamer who often collaborates due to his company, unexpected sparks fly as she discovers the guest host might just be her future boyfriend. Nevertheless, things changed as they found out what she truly is. ✩ BACK / NEXT ★ TAGLIST (,,>ヮ<,,)! : rq still open! @vxcmx @quacking-simp @sketcheeee @xionri @moonjellyfishie @raineyun @yuemirala @cheriswag @trulyylee @mercy-not-merci @animeobsessed56 ✩

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scaramouche x Y/N

[vyrsgore]

the hockey team

don’t embarrass me motherpucker! | the hockey team | scaramouche x reader smau/ ff taglist is still open

the hockey team

Scaramouche: Inazuma Icebreaker’s temperamental captain/ center and son of famed CEO of Shogun, the top sports technology company in Teyvat. His mother, Raiden constantly pressures him to become the best hockey player in Inazuma, which is a factor of his pissy personality. Despite his standoffish personality, he’s known as the heartthrob of the school, constantly hounded by his many admirers as he walks through the university hallways. Goes by his nickname Scaramouche, real name Kunizukushi. sexuality: bisexual/pansexual

Childe: Inazuma Icebreaker’s left winger, and Scaramouche’s “best friend” or so he declares. He’s been in school with Scaramouche every since elementary school, back when he was still Kunizukushi. He’s an aggressive player on the rink but honestly a sweetie off the rink. He’s kind and courteous (much unlike a certain SOMEONE), and is rather easy to make friends with. sexuality: gay

Kaeya: Inazuma Icebreaker’s flirty right winger and Childe’s current boyfriend. He’s the adopted son of the Ragnvindr family, and currently on bad terms with his brother, Diluc, who is the student council president. He’s a bit of a troublemaker and constantly gets told off by his older brother. sexuality: gay

Kazuha: Inazuma Icebreaker’s goaltender. He’s currently taking a medical course outside of school and hardly shows up to trainings, much to Heizou, his best friend’s, protest. In addition, he’s also still searching for his older brother, who went missing 7 years ago. He’s a key member of the team, almost like a mom taking care of her baby chicks. Many of these moments go viral. sexuality: ????

Itto: Inazuma Icebreaker’s key defenseman. No one gets past Itto’s iron grip, or hug, as the team calls it. Currently, he’s using a nokia due to accidentally smashing his samsung out of excitement (he thinks that apples are evil since he hates the taste of apples) He’s one of the strongest member of the team (physically) but he’s a huge softie at heart. He’s very millenial in the way he texts (he still uses laughing my ass off! and shit give him a break). He’s also got the highest penalty count considering his temper during games where he’ll toss his hockey stick at people (he actually was just saying hello, he swears) sexuality: notusingaappleiphonesexual

Heizou: Inazuma Icebreaker’s second defenseman. He’s not exactly as physically as strong, but he’s definetly smarter- like ten times. He knows y/n pretty well since they were in the same class in high school. He’s a silly little guy who likes to play pranks and thinks that he’s sherlock holmes, and also Kazuha’s best friend. sexuality: bisexual

Xiao: Inazuma Icebreaker’s second emo boy and left winger. The adopted son of professor Zhongli, he’s a lot more courteous and polite than the OTHER emo boy, although he’s a lot quieter. He’s not that close with anyone but Aether, thus sparking many dating rumors among the countless Ina Ice fans. Among one of the best on an already excellent team, he excels in stretching the defense of the other team. Also overly protective of Aether. sexuality: asexual

Aether: Inazuma Icebreaker’s right winger. He’s known for his ‘main character’ energy during games and interviews, and his sync with Xiao on ice and off too. He’s Lumine’s twin brother (he swears he’s a second or two older) and they’re practicallu inseperable. He’s good friends with y/n and usually hangs out with them and their friend group. sexuality: bisexual

Jean: Inazuma Icebreaker’s strict coach. She’s like the tiger mom/ Asian mom of the group, constantly trying to get them to get their shit together although secretly she’s very proud of them. She’s also Lisa, Y/N’s coach’s mortal enemy. Note to self- NEVER put them in the same room. Their form of aggression is passive but that somehow makes it even worse than them just flat-out punching each other.

Author note:

farted this one out my ass <33 y/n and friends coming up next! i envision y/n as a more feminine masc (like cherry from cherry crush but it's up to u!)

also i made a mistake for the ina ice official account! it's 9.8 M not 9.8 lmao Taglist

@scarasbaby@3lectraheart@realscarafan01@sunny-star-space@sleepdeprivedline@keirinrin@skyoverkill1@serossidechick@vxcmx@scaraenthusiast1@hotgirlshit5@moesthoughts@notasunshyne

[ddarker-dreams]

Tastiest Treat.

Scaramouche x Reader.

Word count: 1.1k. 

“No.”

Scaramouche shuts you down the mere second you excitedly enter his line of sight. It isn’t an unexpected reaction, that incessant scowl often seen on his otherwise pretty face. You think looking grumpy might be a hobby of his. How pitiful is that? This is exactly why your presence in his life is a need, not a want.

You consider voicing this sentiment, only to wisely decide against it. To get what you want today, you’ll need to choose your battles carefully. This isn’t a fight you should pick.

… Maybe tomorrow, instead.

“Huh? I haven’t even said anything yet,” you reply.

He waves off your faux offense as if he were swatting a pesky bug. Which, if his current miffed expression is anything to go by, is exactly how he currently views you. That’d be hot water for anyone else. You’d say the temperature feels more lukewarm than anything. Comfortable enough to take a bath in.

“You didn’t need to. Your expression alone is enough to serve as a sufficient warning. Whatever strange request it is you’re inevitably about to ask of me, my answer is no.”

“I hope you’ll set aside your prejudiced misconceptions for just a moment to hear me out,” you reply without missing a beat. He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose yet doesn’t attempt to stop you. He probably knows better than to try. “I only want to play a simple game with you. Something tells me you’ll enjoy it more than you think.”

The sales pitch must not have been as effective as you hoped, for he shakes his head. “Enjoyable for you, maybe. For someone who enjoys using the word ‘sadistic’ to describe me, you sure do take a fair share of delight in my torment.”

“It’s not torment, it’s character building. As the only person who isn’t at risk of an excruciating death for so much as breathing in your vicinity, I consider it my sworn duty to keep you humble. Or the closest thing you can get to it.”

He gives you a thin smile. “You sure do love testing my patience, don’t you?”

“I don’t think I love it nearly as much as you do. Now, for the game,” you pull out a thin biscuit-like stick covered in chocolate. “We both start eating from each end. You lose if your mouth comes off it or the opposing player gets to the middle first. Simple, right?”

Scaramouche eyes it warily. “You know I don’t care for sweets.”

“But you care for me, so let’s give it a shot anyway.”

(He noticeably doesn’t deny this).

“My answer is still no. Honestly, I can’t take my eyes off you… the second I do, you’re running off coming up with the most half-witted ideas. Should I follow through with that threat of tying you to my wrist after all?”

The grin he gives you is supposed to be menacing, you presume, but you’re undeterred. Such trials are the spice of life. Besides, you’re already well acquainted with his questionable sense of humor. “Thanks for reminding me to always keep a pair of scissors on hand. Anyway, if you really still don’t want to, then well…”

He inhales, bracing himself for the worst—

“That’s fine then.”

“What?” He blurts out, having all the grace of a newborn fawn trying to cross a frozen lake seconds after being born. Further forgetting the virtues of propriety, he points at you, his senses on the highest alert.  “That… isn’t how this works. How you work.”

The Harbinger keeps you at arm’s length, as if you were actually any threat to him. Apprehension radiates off him in waves. You examine the treat in your grasp with something akin to yearning. Purposeful silence ensues, multiplying the already building tension in the air. He’s waiting with bated breath for whatever stunt you pull next.

You don’t keep him waiting long.

“I mean, I would’ve liked to play the game, since, y’know, it’s possible we might’ve ended up kissing,” you drop your shoulders while he processes the information being presented to him. “I guess I could look to see if someone else might take me up on my offer… well, sorry to bother you—”

“Hand it over.”

“Oh?”

“I forbid you from playing this ‘game’ with anyone else. After all, you said…” he trails off, his face flushing with color, “That… that a kiss could potentially arise as a result. I can’t allow that. Game or otherwise. Because I’m… ahem… the only person who has kissing privileges.”

You blink, finding the swiftness of your success unexpected. There were a few more plans hidden up your sleeve that will get to say there now. You underestimated how quick he’d be to disregard his pride so long as a kiss is on the table. Not wanting to waste any more time in case he regains his temporarily cast-aside dignity, you set the thin biscuit inside your mouth.

Scaramouche latches onto the other end with unrivaled vigor. You’d almost think his life was on the line by how seriously he’s taking this.

Your strategy is a simple one — the classic little nibbles that err on the side of caution. He mimics your approach, having to take a step forward to remain balanced from how close your bodies are becoming. From this angle, you’re treated to an unobscured view of his pretty features. The glassiness of his indigo eyes, the brushstrokes of red surrounding them, the cute creases from his nose being scrunched up in concentration.

There’s precious little you wouldn’t do to experience a sight like this.

You’re both making decent headway, though you’re the slightest bit closer to the middle. Victory should be within reach, so long as you keep this up—

Hm? What’s this pressure you’re feeling against your lips?

Soft, oh so soft. Warm too. Caressing, the slightest bit greedy.

Scaramouche is smirking at you, evidently very pleased with himself, savoring each second of your bewilderment. You mentally scour through the files of your short-term memory. He had moved so fast that your eyes could barely process the motion before them. In less than the time it took you to blink, he had taken a sizable bite, eliminating what little distance remained between your faces.

His teeth tug your lower lip toward him lightly when he pulls away, his eyes lidded. “I got to the middle before you did. Wouldn’t you say that means I won? What’s my prize?”

“Truthfully, I hadn’t thought that far ahead,” you admit, to which he snorts. “Uh… best two out of three?”

He wipes a few stray crumbs from the corner of your mouth with his thumb.

“If I get to keep doing that, then we can go through your whole stupid box. Try me.”

[catscidr]

// main masterlist //

if you can't find what you wanna read shoot me an ask and i might write it ♡ just make sure to read my guidelines beforehand key: ♡= sfw. ┆ ♥︎= nsfw. ┆ ♧= crack. ┆✩= ramble. ┆୭= hc. ┆(_)°= from an ask.

୧ ‧₊˚ GENSHIN IMPACT 「 原神 」

alhaitham ˎˊ˗

-> roomie alhaitham blurbs ♡°

dottore ˎˊ˗ ↳ flowers blossom beneath the scalpel series m.list

-> x clingy!reader ♡°

-> x obedient!reader ♡°

-> x puppet!reader ♡°

-> yandere!dottore ୭♡°

-> webttore x assistant!reader ♡°

-> x housewife!reader ୭♡°

-> x ghost!reader ♡°

-> x chronically ill!reader ♡°

-> unnamed, short dottore comfort fic ♡

-> yandere!dottore x sick!reader hiding their illness ♡°

-> office au ✩♡ ↳ office au pt.2 ✩♥︎ ↳ office au pt. 3✩

-> akademiya!dottore x fem!reader ♡°

-> dottore's shaving routine ୭♧

-> crow hybrid dottore rambling ♥︎ ↳ crow hybrid dottore x afab!cat hybrid reader ♥︎°

-> dottore nsfw alphabet ft. his clones ♥︎

-> biting his s/o ✩°

-> "aquarium" ♡

-> x gn!escaped experiment!reader ♡°

-> pranking him ♧

-> dottore and a s/o insecure about their lack of curves ♡♧

-> akademiya dottore rambles ♥︎୭

-> drunk dottore blurb ♡♧

tartaglia ˎˊ˗

-> flirty!childe x shy!reader ♡°

-> "natural remedy" ♡ ↳ pt. 2 ♡°

-> x housewife!reader ୭♡°

pantalone ˎˊ˗

-> losing his glasses ✩°

xiao ˎˊ˗

-> helping him out of his shell n kissing his hands ✩°

wanderer/scaramouche ˎˊ˗

-> has no idea how to compliment you ✩°

multi ˎˊ˗

-> genshin characters as lethal company players ♧♡

-> genshin men as podcast hosts ♧♡

-> kabedon with genshin men ♧♡

୧ ‧₊˚ HONKAI STAR RAIL 「 星穹铁道 」

argenti ˎˊ˗

-> x idrila!reader ♡°

jing yuan ˎˊ˗

-> morning sex w afab!reader ♥︎°

veritas ratio ˎˊ˗

-> prof! ratio & gn!uni student!reader blurbs ♡°

multi ˎˊ˗

-> taking care of your dogboy (blade, gepard, boothill) ♥︎

[aestherin]

— KEEP MY HEART ♡

scaramouche x f!reader social media au

SUMMARY — you find plenty of guys around you attractive, but there is only one you’re willing to make the first move on: the guy you first saw during your older brother’s soccer game. spoiler: he's a player from your rival university.

status: on-going | taglist: closed

genres: social media au, college au, strangers to lovers, crack, fluff, a sprinkle of angst (?), modern au, i wanted to do smth chill haha

extras: playlist — [click here] 🤍

author's notes:

omg 2nd smau is here!!

updates may be inconsistent, i don't have a posting schedule

again, idk what i'm doing haha

english is not my first language so expect grammatical and typographical errors (bear with me please :"D)

will contain swearing

PLAYERS.

— SL4YERS — the reds — the blued

SCOREBOARD.

game start ! (prologue)

— FIRST HALF

goal 01. i feel something ¬ goal 02. live a good life goal 03. let's play chess ¬ goal 04. do you like cats goal 05. a proof to your claim ¬ goal 06. am i being rejected goal 07. my baby ¬ goal 08. happy birthday goal 09. do you like sweets ¬ goal 10. i'm loyal, sir goal 11. my name ¬ goal 12. ghosted goal 13. unbothered ¬ goal 14. stupid is the new sexy goal 15. call me baby ¬ goal 16. i'm taking you out goal 17. kuni

— HALF TIME

goal 18. i can teach you ¬ goal 19. one thing goal 20. home ¬ goal 21. available for sale goal 22. my money, my choice ¬ goal 23. are you cold? goal 24. note to self ¬ goal 25. wear mine goal 26. they'll never like you ¬ goal 27. it was boring goal 28. we aren't a couple ¬ goal 29. what happened goal 30. something wrong ¬ goal 31. they're definitely dating goal 32. you but in meow ¬ goal 33. you're my best friend

— SECOND HALF

goal 34. flowers for you ¬ goal 35. how do i kick my brother out

goal 36. can i call? ¬ goal 37. are you gatekeeping me?

goal 38. pardon my french ¬ goal 39. tied

goal 40. good luck kiss

game over ! (epilogue): where's the trophy

TAGLIST I @lady-elodie @aiikalvr @lovely-althxa @unsterblich-prinz @xiaosonlybeloved @xiaomainlmao @cindywasneverhere @coquettemaiden @sunsethw4 @lunavixia @calickoh @arealistonao3 @lowkeyivorie @zyilas @mondaymelon @yukiipc @heartswonder @st0pthatsgay @ozzierenato @astreaa-express @shewolfmiko @lovelyycherries @myaaones @countessqin @aloveablechaos @letthewindlead @lunaavity @local-blueberry-boy @luminestars @layla240 @useless-potatho @atlaszi @alatusorrow @lahsram2201 @sakiimeo @user11918163805279 @vqazx @neigesprincess @kunicrush @yoursockstinks @hotgirlshit5 @mikctp @crucnhice @apotatouwu @yuaenri @sammybeefangirls @miko1ly @deffenferofjustice @etherisy @sagegreenthinks

i cant mention more than 50 people in one post so the other taglists will be in the reblogs instead!! 🤍

[sl-vega]

meet the bands!-introducing: C✧LESTIA

☆ y/n-the guitarist and founder of the band. Ever since you picked up a used guitar at your local music shop, you haven't been able to stop playing. You're completely self-taught, but you've managed to make it this far with only YouTube tutorials and improv so you must have some talent (of course a certain purple-haired bastard would beg to differ)

✯ lumine-the vocalist and co-founder of C✧LESTIA (not to mention your childhood bestie!). Her and her brother both took singing lessons when they were younger so she was the first (and only) person you went to when you needed a vocalist. She's the big sister of the group, and when she's not rehearsing for a gig or tuning her instrument, you can find her nagging her brother.

𓄼 furina-C✧LESTIA's bassist and former president of the drama club. She's the most recent addition to the band. Furina got into music after losing her passion for acting and she's proven to be an amazing asset to the band, and an amazing friend. Due to her former acting career, she can usually pull some strings to get you guys into certain venues.

❥ kokomi -C✧LESTIA's keyboard player, and proud member of the chess club. Despite her cute and lady-like demeanor, Kokomi adores war-games and anything involving cunning strategy. She joined when you caught her playing piano in the music room alone. Kokomi is also incredibly popular among your peers, so her joining the band immediately gave you guys a surge of popularity.

❋ yoimiya-the drummer and self-proclaimed "comedic relief" of the group. She went to middle school with you and Lumine, so when C✧LESTIA hosted auditions for a drummer, she was quick to try out. Despite having no prior music experience, she's surprisingly good at playing the drums. Her family also owns a fire-work company so she's accustomed to loud bangs and booms.

✧ mona-C✧LESTIA'S amazing manager. She claims that she only sticks around 'cuz you guys feed her, but she actually enjoys the band's company. (She won't admit this but) You guys are the first group that she's truly felt at home with, so she always risks life and limb when it comes to getting you guys gigs (even though she always plays her efforts off).

additional notes: 

-FIRST PROFILES DONE

-so proud of myself

-editing the html for this took FOREVER

-but it's worth it

-not much else that i wanna say

-just proud of this :3

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.° ༘🎧⋆₊˚ෆ-MY HEART BEATS FOR YOU

Pairing: [BASSIST!] Scaramouche x [GUITARIST!] Reader

Genre: rivals/enemies to lovers, rivals to friends to lovers, fluff, crack (?), comedy, angst (?), slowburn, high school au, band au, modern au, social media au, smau

Synopsis: You're the lead guitarist for your band, C✧LESTIA and Scaramouche is the bassist of 5WIRL. The two of your bands have a friendly rivalry, but you and Scaramouche don't. On top of being academic rivals, you and him have never been on good terms. Always one-upping each other in grades and in music. Even your bandmates have grown tired of your constant bickering with each other. But when your usual practice hub gets flooded, you and the rest of C✧LESTIA are forced to find a new place to rehearse. So when 5WIRL offers to share their studio with you who are you to refuse? Of course, this forces you to spend time with your sworn rival whether you like it or not. But maybe the two of you can overcome your differences and actually be friends?

Or maybe even more?

(OPEN) TAGLIST: @featuredtofu, @levianamor, @danfelions, @thatoneswordgirl, @lolmeowing, @bananasquash, @xiaosantenna, @glxssmemories, @kaitfae, @mujiwuji , @peaceindreams, @peaceindreams, @freyao7, @rinquin, @justpeachyteastea , @ladyninggs, @b2ne, @skyoverkill1, @scaradooche, @morallyrainyday, @adres-tia, @justadvena6, @agaygothicmushroom, @huanator, @seaofdata, @kyon-cherri, @aether-darling, @ukinya, @sketcheeee, @ibawa, @shutingstar, @eutopiastar, @kunimix, @wonderful-worlds, @ectomotive, @yourfavoritefreakyhan, @b4tm4nn, @h3xi2g0n3

[eyenniie]

౨ৎ ; Cheerleader ♡

Pairings : Tartaglia/Childe/Ajax x fem!reader

Warnings: nfsw, spicy but will possibly be in two parts (sorry bunnies), bimbo!reader, footballplayer!Ajax, cursing, modern!au

a/n ; n js so yuu kno bunnies, this is my first time writing anything spicy so sorry if it's cheesy ml..♡

It was a typical school day, well after school day.

Nothing out of the ordinary of course.

Ajax was sitting down around his many football friend, half lidded eyes seemingly staring at a particular girl dressed in a skimpy and revealing cheer uniform among her many friends, innocently enjoying being surronded by her cheer buddies.

(Y/N)'s friendgroup was the loudest among many of her other classmates in the classroom, without them the class would ve filled with a awkward quietude as they were possibly the only source of sound in that room.

Usually, they only ever discussed about cheer, whether it be practice or gossip about another one of the cheerleaders on the opposing team.

But on this very day, the girl's were discussing about a very different topic: If (Y/N) had gotten her first kiss, and most importantly, if she lost her virginity to anyone on the premisis.

The conversation had started off small and innocent, but turned into a big Q/A for poor (Y/N), she could only sit there and endure being asked questions on whether or not she had slept with anyone yet.

This had piqued the attention of a certain ginger haired classmate of hers, who may or may not have a big fat crush on her, and possibly a raging boner at the thought of her being fucked brain-dead by he himself—

"You'kay man? You look red— like, Diluc's hair red.." One of Ajax's friends said, Itto, who was sipping on some water before Diluc had slapped the back of his neck, causing the dude to start choking.

Diluc wore a scowl on his face, similiar to one of the more shorter players, who was also Aiax's bestfriend, Scaramouche.

Ajax could only give a forced, wry smile whilst crossing his legs to try and hide the tent building up in his basketball shorts.

"Nah, i'm fine, y'know.. Just really excited for this season's playoff's.." He could clearly feel the thick atmosphere inside the classroom, knowing his teammates do not believe his empty words that uttered his lips.

Kaeya knew about the ginger's crush on one of the cheerleaders, hell, everyone in his friendgroup knew about it. Considering it was quite obvious, Ajax would always get distracted by the sway of her hips during their practices— And to top it all off, that cheerleading uniform that the school provided, everytime he would get a good glimpse of her in that short miniskirt..

He couldn't take it, all Ajax wanted to do was fuck her behind the bleachers, rough and hard..

"We could all see the pathetic stares you give her Childe, man up and ask her out, you pussy.." A hoarse, rough voice spoke, his purple haired bestfriend had an shit eating grin plastered on his face.

Oh how Ajax wanted to bitch slap that look right off that cheeky little bastard's face, but he knew he'd only make things much worse.

Playing dumb was the only thing thht he could do in this moment, trying to save himself from looking like a lovesick puppy. "I don't know what you mean, ask who out?" Of course, no one believed him, it was quite obvious that his eyes were set on someone.

"Dude, even Itto knows you like (Y/N), and his IQ is lower than a donkey's.." One of his friends joked.

Itto, who was picking his nose a few seconds ago, slapped the guy's head in response to the small comment.

It was pointless for Ajax to fight back, of course, they were right after all, he did have a crush (and a raging boner lol) because of (Y/N), who also, had a huge crush on him.

Before Ajax could give his friend's another glare, a small object from (Y/N)'s desk hit the hard wooden floor with a small 'clink', wondering if he should get up and get it for her, Ajax wanted to see how thing's would play out.

"Oopsies!— Hold on I dropped something, ehe~!"

A certain high pitched voice rung out, It was (Y/N).. Who was know currently bending over to get the item she dropped, that same mini skirt barely covering her panties that were on full display for poor Childe..

"Oh my fucking god.." Childe muttered with widened eyes, thing's had gotten even worse for the poor ginger haired male..

౨ৎ ; Pt.2 coming out soon luvs<3

[kisscara]

pity party [scaramouche x gn!reader] ⎯⎯ modern au, minor angst, fluff

scaramouche claimed he's never come to care about his birthday. anymore, at least. since kindergarten and every other grade after that, not a single person cared to show up when they were invited. he clearly remembers sitting at the dinner table, party hat atop his head seemingly drooping in the sad setting of the room.

but there was another thing. he always invited the whole class, except for one person. there were a lot of rumors about you and scaramouche wanted to stay as far away from you as possible so that his classmates wouldn't mistaken him for being your friend. it'd completely ruin his image.

however, on scaramouche's eighteenth birthday, he wondered what would happen should he invite you. of course, he'll slide invitations in the lockers of the rest of his peers, but just like before, they probably wouldn't care to come. it didn't even matter if they didn't have a gift, just their presence alone would put scaramouche over the moon.

and so, he waited in the living room. every now and then, he'd play video games on his phone, hoping to wait out the arrival of his peers much more quicker but in reality, he was trying to get his birthday over with.

suddenly, the sound of the doorbell going off caused him to sit up from his slouching position. could it be? scaramouche tossed his phone aside and practically ran to the front door. he swung it open and his heart began doing somersaults in his chest.

you awkwardly stood there, waiting for him to speak up. when he didn't say anything, you took it upon yourself to engage the conversation. "happy birthday, scaramouche." you presented your wrapped gift for him with a smile. he idly stood, frozen as you placed the gift in his hands.

you welcomed yourself inside of his home, and that's when he finally snapped out of his trance. "that took me a lot of time to wrap, so i'd appreciate it if you viciously ripped it apart when i leave," you playfully commented. scaramouche carefully put your gift on the table in the dining room and a grin tugged at the corner of his lips.

"this is a big occasion, isn't it? after all, you're finally an adult." you sat on the couch and scaramouche joined you. "um, yeah. listen, we haven't properly met before, right?" he asked. you murmured, "mhm, i figured you were avoiding me like everyone else." at that, scaramouche tensed up.

you burst into a fit of laughter, "c'mon, i'm just kidding! what's with the serious look?" scaramouche relaxed his shoulders in relief. his first party guest and he nearly screwed it over. you grinned, "i'm (name). they don't really like me just because... you know what, i don't know either but hey,"

you took a party hat from the table and placed it on your head. "i didn't know eighteen year olds still held birthday parties like this," you giggle, to which scaramouche replied in a flustered frenzy, "my mom put those out!" you laugh, "i get it. by the way, do you like horror movies?" scaramouche looked to the side.

"my mom still has me on a netflix kids account and she gets notified whenever i try making a purchase using my credit card..." scaramouche covered his face in embarrassment. you leaned against the couch, "you too, huh?" scaramouche looked up from his hands to glance at you.

has celestia sent down an angel for him?

you waved around a few dvd cases that came from your bag, "i used my friend's money to get these. i obviously paid them back." you stood up and crouched down in front of the dvd player on the tv set. "you ever watch a nightmare on elm street, poltergeist, scream, halloween... any of the classics at all?"

scaramouche shook his head and you flashed him a smile, "great, me neither!"

that evening, scaramouche lost track of time marathoning horror movies with you. the two of you ate the snacks from his dining room and hid under a big blanket, all of the lights turned off to set the right mood. he was grateful that you didn't question where the rest of the guests were, not once.

you tightened the grip on your popcorn bowl and scaramouche intently watched the screen. "i can't look," you squealed, covering your eyes. scaramouche couldn't help but let out a chuckle. he had a feeling that if he were watching horror movies alone, he'd be looking away as well. but he wouldn't miss this for the world.

suddenly, the front door slammed open and you and him shouted in unison. you fell off of the couch and scaramouche looked over. "oh, it's much too dark in here, it's bad for your eyes," ei tutted, turning on the light. she tilted her head, "kuni, who's that, dear?"

scaramouche gritted his teeth, "i'm busy, mom-" ei gasped, "is this a party guest?" she started giggling, "i expected this birthday to be like the rest but i'm glad you found a worthy friend, kuni! i'll be in my room, okay? don't stay up too late, you two!" you sat back down on the couch and exclaimed, "thank you, miss!"

the second scaramouche heard ei's bedroom door close, he turned the lights back off. "sorry about her," scaramouche muttered. the movie served as pure background noise as you remarked, "she seems sweet. where was she the whole time, work?" scaramouche mumbled, "yeah, runs a business."

your pupils dilated, "really? that's so cool, no wonder you have a ton of friends." scaramouche froze up from where he was sitting next to you. friends. in class, they'll act like his friends, but it's like they're strangers the second they step outside of the school grounds. i mean, they don't even go to his birthday parties.

"mhm." he rested his chin in his palm, "after this, are you going to pretend we don't know each other in class, just like before?" you perk up in surprise. "why would i? i have a new friend now ⎯ ah wait, i don't even know if it's mutual," you nervously corrected yourself with a sheepish smile.

scaramouche's porcelain complexion flushed red. "you... want to be my friend?" he asked in a small voice. "definitely! you're funner than i took you for, scaramouche!" you happily comment before tossing another popcorn into your mouth.

"okay. let's be friends, (name)." scaramouche gave you a smile and you smiled back. he looked at the television set. "by the way, funner isn't a word," he said. you complained, "is too!" scaramouche laughed. for the first time ever, he genuinely laughed with a friend.

a half hour later, you checked your phone's notifications. "oh, i got to go, my mom's car is outside." you quickly gathered your things and put on your shoes. scaramouche solemnly watched as you reached for the doorknob. "hey," at your call, he looked up from the floor.

"you can keep the dvds, i'll come back another time to get them. you can watch the rest without me or wait 'til i'm free. got it?" you winked at him and scaramouche lightly chuckled, "yeah, i'll wait for you." you waved, "thanks for the great night, scara! i'll see you at school tomorrow!"

and the front door shut with a click.

scaramouche's gaze caught your gift on the table. he made his way over and began to delicately unwrap it. he read the sticky note on the box, word for word. 'happy 18th birthday, scaramouche!! i don't know you too well, but i sewed this up myself. i hope you like it ♡'

scaramouche removed the top of the box and his eyes lit up. a felt doll that looked just like him. with caution, he took it out of the box, feeling as if he'd ruin this precious treasure so easily if he wasn't careful. he held it to his chest and sighed in content.

from that point on, he looks forward to his birthday, all because of one person.

© kisscara