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𐙚 my hero (part 1)

୨୧﹒︵ ﹕ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵃˡˡᵒᵒⁿˢ/ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ — ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵉᵉᵏⁿᵈ

or any weeknd song really

{spiderman!scaramouche x reader}

synops𝐢s → scara was many things to you—the cause of all your headaches, the stone in your shoe that could never seem to get out, the reason you go to sleep crying—but definitely, very obviously, you hated him. maybe 'hate' is strong, it's just some rivalry. and spiderman was the opposite of that. he was muscular, his suit tugging at his biceps and quadriceps you couldn't help notice. He was heroic, friendly—like you said, the opposite of scaramouche. But soon,the truth is revealed and you find out the secret identity of your superhero was actually your worst enemy?

cred𝐢ts → @enchanthings

wo𝐫d cou𝐧t→ 3.2k (very short ik. prt 2 will be longer, trust)

warn𝐢ng→ enemies to lovers, spiderman scara geheusisj, this au uses venom spiderman, slowburn, angst, kisses, mentions of alcohol, college au, reader is broke, pov switching, reader had a crush on tartaglia, cussing, mentions of other genshin characters, mentions of weed and alcohol, mention of abuse

autho𝐫 𝐧ote → and suddenly..... my pants are gone! not like I needed them. the way I've been dreaming about this ugh punch me. this was kinda rushed cuz I wanted to get this out as soon as possible. part 2 will be better thrust, so dont mind the mistakes. autocorrect them in your head

YOUR POV

the sun rose steadily, leaking into the blinds of a posh, high-rise building. already awake, you get up in your silk robs, preparing your waffles and freshly brewed coffee.

gently, you tipped the kettle filled with hot water into the coffee grounds and watched as the coffee ground melted into liquid. the aroma that filled the air alone able to make you smile.

this would've been your life. No, that could've been your life. if you were a nepo baby like scaramocuhe. instead of waking up like the star of a hit TV show. you woke up more like this: your hair disheveled as the sun hit you face first and all you can do is groan.

morning, yay.

instead of pancakes and freshly brewed coffee, you had instant coffee which had been left out for only god knows how long and two slices of toast with butter spread over each slice.

you chowed down your not-so-impressive breakfast before rushing out of your shabby apartment building for school.

you rushed to your campus and looked up at the massive school in front of you. you had seen your college almost everyday. after all, it was your senior year here— your last and final year—but the building in front of you still seemed to make you feel breathless.

you strutted forward to enter, but before you could, you heard a car honk and quickly moved out of the way before you could get hit and literally fucking die. what gives? you thought.

you watched as scaramouche, with his perfect stupid purple hair, came out of the car, sorry, his "sweet baby-porsche." as he called it. of course it was him who almost runned over you, you sneered

fuck, you just wanted to throw a ball at the clean glass windows of the porsche. but that would be a waste when you could throw it at his head.

you rushed to school and looked up at the massive school in front of you. massive was an exaggeration. you had seen your college almost everyday. after all, it was your senior year here. you last, and final year.

you strutted forward to enter, but before you could, you heard a car honk and quickly moved out of the way before you could get hit and literally fucking die. what gives? you thought.

you watched as scaramouche, with his perfect stupid purple hair, came out of the car, sorry, his "sweet baby-porche." as he called it. of course it was him who almost ran you over, you sneered.

fuck, you just wanted to throw a ball at the clean glass windows. but that would be a waste when you could throw it at his head.."hey, fuck face." scaramouche said as he walked up to you, hands in his pocket. "hey," you refrained from throwing any insults at him. "can you not drive or do you want me to file you for attempted murder?" you retorted. you wanted to sound as angry as you possibly can to maybe scare him, but all he did was chuckle.

"you dying would be the least of anyone's problem, you know?" you could've jumped on him and dug your sharp nails into his clear, porcelain doll skin. but you refrained from that too. you refrained from a lot of things. it was one of the things you admired about scara, he always spoke his mind.

like the time the teacher insulted you for your essay. he told the teacher that he should quit he can't see that your essay was a literal literary masterpiece. you wondered why he said that for you, he excused it saying your essay was actually trash but no one could insult you, unless it was him.

"I can believe I woke up today and still got to see your face. it hurts my ego." he jeered, looking at you to see your red face of anger and smiling at the sight. "anyways, I won't waste my precious time on you, see ya sweet cheeks."

it was a stupid nickname. in tenth grade, you had eaten a lot of food since you were rushing to get finish your group members part of the project since they happen to "forget" so you had to fill in their part—as you did for everyone else. scara so happened to be there and saw your full cheeks, pink, chubby and stuffed with sweet tatter-tots. earning the nicknames: sweet cheeks, squirrel and nut case.

you stomped off to class, face still red from his witty remarks. soon you met up with your best friend, lumine. she was the only reason why you hadn't been charged with murder with your face on the news with the headlines being: college girl kills enemy and famous model, scaramouche raiden. she always said the best things when you were angry at scaramouche. but today she was acting strange?

"hey, lumi!" you said in an happy tone before bringing her in for a hug. "hey, yn" she greeted you back with a smile which you reciprocated almost immediately. "are you ok? you seem a little heated."

it was true. when you entered you were mumbling some, concerning, things that would make your grandmother resurrect back from the dead from if she heard it.

"you wouldn't believe what scara did! the man is trying to kill me, i swear!" at the mention if scaramouche, lumines ears suddenly reddened and you raise a brow.

"hey... maybe he's not that bad of a—" you immediately cut her off. "not that bad of a guy? did he poison you?" you out a hand on her shoulder with a look of worry on your face. "did he.. hurt you?" you asked with a voice if weariness for your friend.

"no! but I spoke to him when he had that history project together and he wasnt... as insufferable as you say he is." was your friend drugged, drunk or just stupid? "that's because he doesn't hate your guts. listen lumine, if this is something you want to speak about we can talk about it, but after class."

lumine was your best friend. if it turned out she felt... something towards scaramouche then you wanted to support her. even though you wanted to lecture her on her bad taste in men and to stay away from him. you had to support her in this.

you entered class, as usual, looking down at your seat. your seats changed every week and you had the luck to be seated with tartaglia, your crush since eleventh grade.

when you had caught a fever during pe and he had generously carried you on his back to the nurses office. he even set there with you, throwing jokes at you as you say there transitioning between laughs and coughs. Ait made your heart flatter.

even though scara had, utterly, ruined your morning, maybe tartaglia could fix it. you sat down next to him which caught his attention. he smiled at you, warmly. so warm it could melt you like an ice cream during summer. "mornin', partner in crime." he greeted you, adding a sly wink. you wanted to make his greetings your morning alarms. no? too much?

get a grip, you screamed at yourself silently. "morning, ajax." you wanted to call him tartaglia as it was more... appropriate? but he asked you to call him ajax anyways. it was probably because you butchered his italian name when you pronounced it.

your italian was always faulty. while his was always perfect. the way he spoke it in glass felt like drowning yourself in rich, expensive, sweet wine. it felt romantic, like he was speaking some romantic shit when he said it. meanwhile he was just saying something like "does my toe look big?"

tartaglia was always his surname, so it made more sense to call him ajax. "did you do the project?" you asked, half expecting him to say no and make up an excuse that he forgot. "of course I did! I can't make you do everything. how would I call myself a man like that?" he joked. you laughed.

it wasn't a that funny, but you laughed anyways as he pulled out the report. it was a biology project on the study of sea animals and mammal's brains: do they work the same?. you two decided to chose a dolphins, as it was the smartest sea animal, and a cow. well you chose the dolphin, he chose the cow, which you found funny for no reason.

your presentation started smoothly, impressing your biology teacher, but not scara. towards the end, you were meant to conclude the same way you started—smart, smooth and intellectual—but for some reason you slipped. you accidentally made eye contact with scara, his eyes holding an unreadable emotion.

"in conclusion.....in...in conclusion..." you swallowed thickly. childe—ajax—nudged your shoulder gently, you looked up to see his worried expression. you gave him a reassuring smile in return.

in the end, childe concluded for you. you don't know why your mind suddenly went blank. it confused you the more you thought on it.

"you ok?" ajax had asked you still concerned. unlike scara's cat like glare, ajax had a more... puppy like expression. he reminded you of a golden retriever while scara had reminded you of a black cat.

"I'm fine childe—ajax. sorry, ajax." childe smiled at your fumble. but it wasn't an accident. you had called him childe so he could tell you it was ok to call him childe so it could seem like you two got closer. and it worked.

"it's ok. childe is fine." he had smiled at you again. he always smiled at you. and it always seemed to have some affect on you. but his smiled always seemed like a pity smile than an actual smile. and you didn't want childe to see you that way. you wanted him to see you as more.

"ok, childe." you said his name as if you were testing out the waters, but it seemed to roll of your tongue perfectly. he smiled again, this time his cheeks red. "hey yn," he called your name so sweet it sent shivers down your smile and volts coursed throughout your body. you felt electric.

you sat down at the librarian's desk, constantly flipping through pages of your favourite series—crime and punishment. it was peaceful, in an eerie way. the librarian had gone for a trip to New zealand to see her grand daughter.

you pulled your phone from your tote bag, scattering through your stuff before finding your phone. you powered it on and watched as the phone flashed into your eyes and there you saw the time, ten-fourty-seven (10:47)

it was due the library's closing time, so you stood up to leave, juggling the keys the librarian had left for you along with a sandwich she made herself and sticky note which reads, don't over work yourself while in time ;D. you giggled, it was cute. just as you found the right key to insert into the keyhole. CRASH.

the stack of bookshelves falling into eachother, books tipping over and landing in the floor. was this.... an earthquake? no, the building was collapsing. you quickly inserted the key inside, adrenaline rushing threw you, just as you heard the third click, the key broke. just great, you cursed internally.

you were gonna die. but not like this. you ran towards the back door, but bookshelves had tumbled over it. it was then that you say a hole small enough to fit a person. you were a person. you tried to find humour in your situation, but it didn't work.

you climbed over the bookshelves as multiple stones hit your body, scratch you as dust fell on your hair and shoulders. when you finally reached the top, you realised you weren't tall enough to reach it.

a wave of disappointment and fear washed over you. were you actually going to die? before you could ponder more on your enviable death you slipped and fell, hitting your head and lossing all of your conscience.

a hand held you firmly, and warmly too. you open your eyes to see you were inches away from land. you wanted to scream but then you realised you weren't getting crushed by the library roof?

you looked up to see your night and shining armour, only to see someone with a black mask, swinging from building to building with what seems like... black spider webs?

then realisation hit you. it was... spiderman? you only heard and saw him on news articles and tv but never in your life hand you once imagined he'd be here, carrying you bridal style across your campus. holding you so gently, so tenderly—

"ah, your awake." you friendly neighbourhood spider said and you felt a smile creep up underneath his mask.

"u–uh, um, yeah." you babbled a little too loud as if the wind would carry your words away. you were so high up you could see little people underneath yourself, and it was... magical? no, breath taking is a better way to describe it.

soon, spiderman dropped you in front of your university and swinged away, not without giving you a teasing wink which reminded you awfully a lot of someone else.

it seemed the black spider never left your head because you didn't pay attention to scaramouche mock you after class—you had done a test where you had gotten a 92 while he got a perfect 100. .his insults seemed to fly above your head as you thought of last night over and over again.

"earth to yn?" scaramouche snapped his fingers in front of your face and you were seemingly brought back to earth. scaramouche scoffed, a glint of mockery hidden in his eyes as he said, "is your head in the clouds or something?" he questioned coldy causing you to roll your eyes.

"you even forgot your speech half way during the assembly." it was true. as the student body president—and scara being the assistant—your expected to be perfect. but you looked and sure didn't feel perfect.

"shut up." you flip him off, which caused his eyes to widen, removing the nonchalant, mocky mask off and you something more pure in him. but he recovered with a smirk and soon it was back to the mask you were used to.

"didn't expect that, sweet cheeks." again with the nicknames. you were about to jump on him and rip his perfect silky, soft shirt off his scalp but then lumine walked towards you.

"lumi." you embraced her quickly. you had totally forgotten about yesterday. you barely had anytime since you were spending your lunch tutoring childe.

scara had gone elsewhere, which wasn't your concern. "omg yn are you—" you cut her off, hiding the bandages on your leg, but she already saw them and the one wrapped around your forehead wasnt easy to hide. "we have a lot of discussing to do."

SCARA'S POV

it was a normal monday night for scaramouche. he just finished talking to his mother who tried to make amends with his for all the times he had maltreated him.

failed efforts cause she only only ended up saying some pretty shitty and hurtful stuff. so now, scara was taking a walk around the campus. walking has always eased his mind temporarily. it felt like he was on the moon.

he decided to walk further outside the campus and walked pass a library a few minutes away from the school. about thirty minutes away and suddenly, scara felt that tingling sensation at the back of his skull, and all of his hairs rose.

right, temporarily.

he found a small space where no one would spot him and proceeded to removed his jacket and shirt and dug into his bag for his mask. yes, he wore his suit underneath his clothes. it made this hot, but he had no choice.

scara's mom knew a lot about him, but she didn't know this. she didn't know he was spiderman. the hero that everyone looked up to and praised. and apparently he acted a little different behind the mask.

he rushed to the library, climbing over it and spotting an opening. through there, he saw.. yn? he saw you, almost lifeless as a small pool of blood rushed out of your temple.

he moved quickly, grabbing your petite body, wrapping his arm so gently and steadily around your waist before shooting his black sticky web to the nearest building.

as he swung around he held you so tight so he couldn't lose you and let you fall down. then you opened your eyes, you curled eyebrows fluttering. "ah, your awake." he said, not sure what to even say now that you were awake.

"u–uh, um, yeah." you babbled loudly and scara help back a chuckled. like this, he could easily let you drop, but he didn't want to lose you. not like this.

he dropped you in front of the campus and swung away. not without giving you a wink. he didnt know what the wink meant. maybe childe was rubbing off in him.

scara jumped in through his window and threw his mask in the floor, kicked a metal chair—denting it—and groaned, not in pain, but in frustration.

you hated him. it was obvious when he stole your favourite barbie and chopped her blonde hair off, unevenly. it was obvious when he told your date for junior prom that your toes smelled and he bailed out in you. it was obvious today when you scowled at him like you wanted to wipe him out of this earth.

but the way you looked at him today, just now, was like you wanted him to hold you forever, in his arms. and he detested it.

scara sat down on the chair he just dented, sighing and man spreading as he slumped down in his seat. he ran a hand through his hair almost hopeless.

I mean he kind of was. he was in love with you, and he didn't know why. why when he was meant to hate you, he loved you. why the universe cursed him to want to protect you, and you alone.

it hurt. it hurt. it hurt....

"that girl... do you like her?" the deep monstrous voice spoke within scara. he jumped on impulse, immediately tucking at the black gooey monster glued to his suit, to his body.

but it failed, just like the other times. venom, as he liked to call it, controlled some of his thoughts, his movements. it took his so much will power to not eat yn. to not allow the symbiote from detaching himself from his body to eat yn's brains.

"it seems likely." it spoke again, making scara angrier by the second. the more it spoke the more scars to wanted to get it off him. fast.

he sat back down with an impact, sighed again, running a hand through his hair. just breathe. in and out... slowly... just like he told you..

"you know," jesus, fuck this. "you can just let me eat her if she doesn't want you. it would solve a lot of—" "can you just shut the fuck up?"

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vi0let-writes · 14 days ago

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venus; chapter ten; take you home

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eventually they'd gotten to the club, after pregaming with oikawa, waiting in the long line, and then finally getting in. yn immediately basically ran to the bar, pulling kiyoko with her, leaving akaashi and oikawa to fend for themselves.

she had ordered herself a dirty martini and a round of shots for her and kiyoko. the boys had eventually made their way over to the two of them and they had also ordered shots to go along with yn and kiyoko's. they all took shots and then after a little bit kinda dispersed. yn stayed at the bar, ordering drink after drink. "someones feeling a bit down." a voice sounded to her right, she turned her head, the man next to her wasnt ugly thats for sure, but she just shook off those thoughts, what would atsumu think? wait we arent even together anymore, she thought, "yeah a little." she just laughed it off slightly, "you here alone?" "no, my friends are around here somewhere, my one friend is a bit of a party animal so hes off on the dance floor somewhere." the man just nodded and hummed. "how 'bout i buy you a drink?" a conflict in her mind happened. should i let him buy me a drink? i mean its just a drink right? she nodded her head, humming, as the man asked the bartender to make her whatever she was having. she and the man chatted for a little while until-

"yn? what are you doing here?" a familiar voice sounded. her head basically cracked over her shoulder, seeing her ex-boyfriend. "what do you mean what am i doing here? its a public club." she retorted back, getting out of her seat, the man she was talking to just watching this go down. "yeah but this is my club." "the sign doesnt say club atsumu, but good try!" he just snickered, "you should be at home, taking care of your bird or whatever." "for one dont tell me what i should be doing, and for two we let the bird go like forever ago. i can be wherever i want to be." "and i guess with whoever too? who is this guy anyway." atsumu walked up to the man who yn was chatting with. "just a guy i met, he actually took the time to ask about my day, unlike someone i know." "oh is that so?" yn just nodded.

"hey if you like taking other guys girls so bad you should probably go find someone else because i'll bash your teeth in." "atsumu miya, we arent even together anymore!" she exclaimed. "hey, i dont want any trouble dude. i just saw a pretty girl being sad and wanted to brighten her mood." "i cant believe you're already getting around, we just broke up, god your a slu-"

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her whole world turned white for a second. "what the fuck was that for?!" "you dont talk to me that way, who the fuck do you think you are?" she spat. "oh so you can go around talking to guys while you have a boyfriend-" "we're over atsumu! how many times do i have to say it! you literally acknowledged it yourself! and dont go around pretending that you didnt fuck other girls while we were together you asshole! you dont own me anymore, i can talk to whoever i like and i can flirt with whoever i like, not like that ever stopped you." atsumu just stood there. dumbfounded. red handprint stinging his cheek. he couldnt come up with a comeback. a thousand thoughts running through his head but also none at all. he just shook his head and walked away.

"fuck." she whispered to herself as she turned around, putting her head down in her arms on the bar. "i, uh, think im gonna go." the man yn was talking to earlier said "yeah that seems like a good idea." another male voice boomed. she looked up after the other guy walked away. sakusa. what was he doing here? well i mean, she knew what he was doing here. but why was he next to her right now? "do you want me to take you home?" was all he said as they stared at each other. she just sighed and nodded.

note: heyo, sorry for the delay, ik i keep saying im gonna update but 95% of the time im lying and im just too lazy to write 😛

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vi0let-writes · 16 days ago

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Maze runner minho x fem!reader where she is the first glader and it's before Thomas came up. So just Minho who is overprotective of her when the greenie flirts with her during bunfire.

Hope you like this!

MINHO X FEM! READER

An: eeek! I’m so exited, it’s been a while since I’ve gotten a request 😊

Today had gone smoothly, a new greenie came up along with our supplies for the month. The poor boy was terrified, almost kluncked his pants because of the intimidating gladers. That was until he saw me, he calmed down. His entire demeanor changed.

He got all buddy buddy with me real quick, thought it’s nothing I’m not used to considering I was the first grader. I was I. Charge, alongside Alby and Newt, so I gave most the tours. Usually looking more inviting than most.

It started off fine, questions, a compliment here and there… then toward the end of the night, where we were hosting our party for the greenie, he got too comfortable. His compliments turned into flirting, and flirting became to close to being physical.

“Yo greenie!” A strong voice called. “You better keep your hands off her.” There Minho stood, tall, hand on my shoulder. He was glaring at the boy.

“Minh-“ I was cut off.

“And what if I don’t? She seems fine to me. Ain’t that right sweetheart?” The boy looked at me with a flirtatious grin. I shifted uncomfortably.

“I will punch your shuckface!” Minho yelled, speeding towards the greenie. Luckily Alby got in between them.

“Okay guys, I’ll talk to the greenie calm down.”

“No, Alby I got it.” I smiled gently, Alby nodded. “You! Greenie we have to talk. Let’s go” my tone Stirn.

“But-“ Minho started, I looked him in the eyes.

“I need to talk to you too later” the runner nodded.

After a storm conversation with the greenie, I called Minho over to our little spot. It was a little pond with a bench next to it.

“Minho, you know i appreciate you always stepping up for me, i can take care of myself” my voice was clear, but soft. Minho looked down.

“Yeah I know. And I’m confident in your strength… I just, some people need to learn their place.” He muttered out. I smiled to him my hand reaching out to intertwine with his.

“I know , thank you for looking out for me” the runner looked up.

“I- I’m in love with you!!” He blurted out suddenly. My eyes widened, before softening.

“Hahaha, I know.” A smile on my face.

“You… do?”

“Always have”

Red and flustered Minho yelled. “W-what!”

“It’s okay! I like you too.” I laughed kissing his cheek. Minho blushed.

“That’s good…”

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vi0let-writes · 20 days ago

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A SEARCH FOR MY ROBLOX GIRLFRIEND

⭑.ᐟ prologue - the start of it all

currently, heizou was laying down in his childhood bedroom, bored out of his mind. after much persuasion from his parents, the aspiring detective had finally came home for the weekend. it wasn't like he dreaded going back to his parent's house or anything, it's just that it gets him into situations like this where he's bored with no one to talk to. usually, his weekends would be spent with his friends, hanging out in kazuha's apartment. he certainly couldn't do that right now.

sighing for what felt like the hundredth time, the maroon haired man finally decided to scavenge around his bedroom looking for things to do. after about half an hour of looking through the dusty drawers of his desk, he found something he thought he'd never see again, his old iPad. smirking excitedly to himself, he turns on the tablet. it looked just like he remembered. slightly oily screen with a crack on the top left side screen paired with a nostalgic wallpaper of stampylonghead. his eyes scan the many games on the tablet, yet only one caugh his attention, the roblox app. he remembered fond memories on it, hence why he decided to open it.

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a/n : omg my first smau !! so sorry for the grammar mistakes & typos, english isnt my first language <//3

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vi0let-writes · 20 days ago

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A SEARCH FOR MY ROBLOX GIRLFRIEND

at the ripe age of ten years old, heizou had already found himself a girlfriend. to be exact, his girlfriend was some girl he had found on roblox while playing roblox top model. unfortunately for heizou, his mom di not take this news lightly. fearing he was getting into dangerous situations, she confiscated his gadgets and grounded him, effectively making him loose contact with his beloved girlfriend. years later, heizou decides to rummage through his childhood bedroom and that ends with him finding his old ipad. deciding to log into his old roblox account, he finds messages upon messages from his childhood lover dating to months after he was grounded. now an adult, heizou is determined to find the person behind said account.

⭑.ᐟ a heizou x reader smau

⭑.ᐟ warning : might have ooc portrayals, lots of swearing, kys jokes, fem!reader, timestamps don't matter, somewhat innacurate descriptions of uni life, mentions of ittosara, kukifei, (🎞️) means its a written part!

⭑.ᐟ status : on-going w/ slow updates until may

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prologues — the start of it all

suspect profile – zoo runaways & asylum breakouts

case file 1 - elimination method

01 . how exactly?

02. doxxing is legal

03.

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vi0let-writes · 25 days ago

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I worked hard on this pls read 😔 taglist is open!

Xiao x Reader ~It's not love. is it, love?~

Chapter 2: Late night walks

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Summery: A royal AU, where your a princess who is become of age to marry, and princes from all over the world have come to try and win your hand. Among those whom wish to marry you, was prince Adeptus Xiao. He had come from the kingdom of Liyue by command of his father. Xiao wants nothing to do with this but will try to win you over for the sake of his kingdom… but what is along the way, real feelings get involved?

My head hit the bed with a thump, the fatigue from the earlier activity’s tiring my mind and body. Having to entertain hundreds of guests in the span of a couple hours is not for the weak, my heals were scattered on the floor, the beautiful dress hanging over my vanity chair. I had ordered for my maids to leave me alone for the rest of the night. I was capable of taking care of myself once in a while it least.

My mind drifted to the guests that would remain at the castle, chosen by my parents, the few nominated to take my hand in marriage. All that was left, was for them to win my heart, my love and acceptance was all that one of those people needed for me to go home with them and be wed.

Ajax Tartaglia was a kind and upbeat man, a gentleman at heart and a family driven spirit. He would be a fine option, though he did seem a little violence obsessed.

Kunikuzushi Scaramouche Raiden, quite the long name that one.. he seemed to loath being in the crowd of people. We have met once when we were small, me helping him out of a river when he fell, though I don’t know if he remembers that. He seemed to be hiding his emotions behind a tough ragged but beautiful almost puppet like face. His beauty rivals most women I know. He seems to have a short temper, but is good friends with my brother and a good leader. Another good option.

Yoimiya Nagahara, she is a cheerful Women, bright like the sun. She wears her heart on her sleeve. Nicknamed Queen of summer she is known for helping common folk and orphans, donating clothes and food, along with fireworks for fun. She was nothing but kind to anyone she came across today, and only ever raises her voice against injustice. She would be a fine partner.. though better off a good friend.

Kazuha Kaedehara, a poetic man. Kind, and intelligent. He is nothing but a gentlemen, compliments and small gestures are his specialty. He is good at sensing danger if I remember correctly… hmm he is more of a mystery than prince Raiden. Speaking of him, these two don’t get along quite well…

Venti Windblum, a musical genius, a carefree and unbound soul. He believes that everyone deserves the freedom to choose their own path. I do agree with him in that, people should get to choose and be free. But his carefree and almost absent life might be difficult when I comes down to it.

Diluc Ragnvindr, a honorable man who’s family runs a winery. He’s stoic, kind at heart. He has been known to go around and kill fatui soldiers. Not much is known about the handsome red head.

Alhathiam… a scribe worth the recognition, he is reserved and more often than not seen avoiding the crowed. Many say he’s in into his friend Kaveh. Though none can say for sure. If he is, better stay away and let him go for who he loves.

Nilou, a beautiful performer, her dancing brings harmony to people, and sparks hope in many’s hearts. She is smart and deturmand. Not afraid to fight for her rights. She is with the People. Another strong candadit.

Kinich, he comes from a known broken house, before being taken in by the Pyro archon. He is calculated, fair, and reasonable. A very kind man who has been fighting for his country’s freedom since he could wield a sword. Someone I see myself getting along with.

Mualani, another cheerful girl, I see her getting along well with Yoimiya. She is a free spirit and wholeheartedly loves her country. She is a joy to talk to and no one could ever feel left out with her around.

Suddenly I was stopped by a voice. Not even noticing that I had left my room and was now in the gardens.

“Princess… what are you doing out here” bright yellow eyes and soft teal hair. Right… Xiao Adeptus.

A quiet man who keeps to himself. Once orphaned and imprisoned by an evil man. Rescued by his adoptive father the Geo Archon, Morax. He is a strong man, fighting in many wars for his country. He is smart, and keeps to himself.

“Ah! Prince Adeptus Xiao,” I bow to him. “I’m just taking a late night walk, lots to think about with so many suitors wanting my hand in marriage..” I mumble the last part. He shuffled on his feel as if contemplating what to say.

“Ah, yes it must be difficult..” he suddenly takes my hand, kneeling down on one knee and taking my hand to his lips. “If you would like I can take you back to your room… we can chat on the way if you wish.” He looked slightly to the side.

I paused, looking him in the eye. “ if you wish so. I talk quite a lot”

“That is fine” he raised up, offering his arm to me. I take it, us walking side by side to walk me to my room. I talked to him about what I’m to do tomorrow, what I’ll have for breakfast, when my art classes are, etc. He didn’t talk, just listened, looking off to the side as if he didn’t want to be here.

“Ah, this is it.” I muttered out. He nodded, letting go of my hand before bowing to me.

“See you later Princess.” I curtsied back, waving goodnight.

In my room I took off my slippers, hopping back into bed.

Xiao Adeptus… he clearly didn’t want to be here, maybe he was forced by his parents. Anyhow, best make his life easier and stay out of his way. Let him do what he needs. I doubt I’ll choose someone who cares not to even get to know me properly.

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vi0let-writes · 26 days ago

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OMG GO READSED <33333

𐔌 Number neighbor ! 𐦯

In which: You get bored and text your number neighbor, unknowingly throwing yourself into a love story. Taglist: @juie13, @joonomie, @cherryblessing, @frootloopscos, @meekydeeks, @sweetrice820, @saturnsurn, @vi0let-writes Tags: Kita x reader, smau, fluff, no miscommunication or angst, romance Author notes: Part five. Had this halfway done but I had traveling, projects to finish and family stuff happening lol. I'm only gonna get busier these few next week's so I'm feeding you starved allies for now

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#hq #haikyuu #fluff

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Xiao x Reader ~It's not love. is it, love?~

Chapter 2: Late night walks

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Ajax Tartaglia was a kind and upbeat man, a gentleman at heart and a family driven spirit. He would be a fine option, though he did seem a little violence obsessed.

Diluc Ragnvindr, a honorable man who’s family runs a winery. He’s stoic, kind at heart. He has been known to go around and kill fatui soldiers. Not much is known about the handsome red head.

Suddenly I was stopped by a voice. Not even noticing that I had left my room and was now in the gardens.

“Princess… what are you doing out here” bright yellow eyes and soft teal hair. Right… Xiao Adeptus.

I paused, looking him in the eye. “ if you wish so. I talk quite a lot”

“Ah, this is it.” I muttered out. He nodded, letting go of my hand before bowing to me.

“See you later Princess.” I curtsied back, waving goodnight.

In my room I took off my slippers, hopping back into bed.

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vi0let-writes · 29 days ago

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YALL GO READ SWEAT N’ SOUR MY GOOD MUTUAL MADE THIS RHEGEHEHE

SWEET N' SOUR ! - a scaramouche celebrity smau

-> PROLOGUE; all because I liked a boy

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HI HI

i wanted to post this chapter yesterday but i'm SUPER sick right now so staring at a screen was basically a death sentence for me

so to make it up to you guys I wanted to make this chapter longer than I originally wanted it to be!

i was debating whether I wanted to release to prologue or the profiles first, but seeing as how scara's fg isn't relevant yet (and how y/n's entire gc was shown in the second teaser, I decided on uploading the prologue first!

and part of me also want you guys to guess some of the irl equivalents to some of the characters here!

aka half of them

only half of y/n friend group (including y/n mind you) are essentially au versions of another celebrity/semi famous person

so leave your guesses in my ask box/comments!

anyways LMAO other random notes

while this smau won't be an exact one to one of how the music industry works (ie me taking creative liberties with fontinalia being based off of broadway records even though it functions VERY differently from the source) I do like to include accurately depicted parts of it when I can!

when Beidou was talking about qixing showing an interest in y/n, the A&R team that she mentioned is a very real part of any record label!

A&R stands for artists and repertoire, and it's basically a fancy term for talent scouts who find new artists to sign to the label they work for!

anyways lmao this was a VERY long a/n, so thanks for reading all that if you did

as per usual, taglist is always open and please let me know if you want to have a cameo as a fan username (and thank you to all the people who let me use their's as fans in this chapter!)

also let me know if any of y'all are comfortable with being scara haters, venti can't keep doing the work for you

˚୨୧⋆｡ synopsis: the bright lights of fame and fortune aren’t for everyone, and you’re starting to think you’re part of that majority. You just can’t seem to catch a break! Every movie you’re in goes straight to DVD, every album you drop just barely gets any streams. From child star to sub par popstar, it seems clear that the world has some kind of vendetta against you and you love to blame it on a certain rising musical sensation; Scaramouche. Thanks to your godforsaken luck you happened to go out with the wrong guy at the wrong time because he just so happened to be Scaramouche’s ex, next thing you know you wake up to truck loads of death threats, your record label dropping you, AND a whole album labelling you as the ‘other woman’! After what seemed like a never ending onslaught of straight bullying and harassment, you had long since retreated from the limelight, the only thing left from your music career being ever so occasional covers on YouTube that only your few close friends watched religiously. However, after writing a heartfelt original piece and uploading it from your humble bedroom, it goes viral! A single song has thrusted you head first into stardom once more, and face to face with the person you ruined it for you.

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GO READ THIS ITS SO GOOD!!!!

SWEET N' SOUR ! - a scaramouche celebrity smau

-> 01; it's brutal out here

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light mode = y/n pov

GUESS WHO'S BACK FROM THE DEAD

(^ lmao I'm still super sick tho)

anywho first chapter finally out!

i had a lot of fun writing this! :D

even though school just started again for me, i'm not that busy with work so i'll try to stay consistent!

as per usual, taglist is open, and lmk if you want your username to be used!

(also does anyone wanna be a scara defender? please? PLEASE-)

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Cat naps

Wanderer x gn!reader

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Summary: After an exhausting day at work, you come home to wind down with your lover.

You open the door of your apartment, exhausted. Your eyes fight to stay open, you make slow and sluggish movements towards your bedroom.

As you open the door, you saw Wanderer, deeply invested into the book he's reading, he looks up from his book.

"Wow, you look rough."

Wanderer says, in his snarky tone. You want to say something back, but the tiredness takes over your body. You crash onto the bed, next to him.

"When was the last time you slept?"

"I'm... not sure"

Wanderer sighs, closing his book and setting it aside on the nightstand.

Have you even eaten or drink some water today?

His lilac eyes stare into yours. You can see concern in eyes, even when his facial expression says something completely different.

No.. I don't think I have.."

You rub your eyes, letting out a big yawn. Wanderer rolls his eyes.

"Of course you haven't."

He muttered under his breath

"Don't you dare fall asleep."

His words confused you at first. You look up at him to see him leaving your shared bedroom. Wanderer pours you a glass of water and some leftover pizza from the fridge. As he returned to the room, he sees you sound asleep.

You've got to be kidding me.

He rubs his temples before setting down the plate of food and water. He lays down next to you, pulling the duvet over the both of you.

Around midnight, he woke up, feeling warm, and something snuggled up against him. He opens his eyes to see, you snuggled up to him like a cat.

He felt a sense of annoyance, but that quickly faded away when he realized. How much he could tease you for this once you woke up.

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Wanderer x Reader

Does he love me? No… I don’t think so.

The Wanderer, loving me…? Not in a million years. It’s impossible, he just barely tolerates my presence, he looks annoyed all the time.

So why is he looking at me like that, like I’m his world, his home… hmm. I’m confused, I need to know the truth.

“Wanderer..” I mumble almost too quietly. The puppet hums, face resting on his hand. “Do you.. hate me?”

Surprise etched onto his face, before being replaced with a softness unlike anything I’ve seen on him before.

“I’ve showed you my past, let you be around me whenever you want. I don’t push you away or yell… a you think I hate you? No, annoyingly enough, it’s quite the opposite” he says, turning his head away with a blush on his face.

“I’m glad” I whisper, placing my forehead onto the table. Wanderer looked at me with his indigo eyes.

“Maybe I should try a little harder to show how I really feel about you. Maybe soon, then you won’t have to second guess.”

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Okay so this is really bad but idk I’m tired and wanted to post something

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PLS READ THE FIRST CHAPTERRRR I worked hard on it 😞

Xiao x Reader ~It's not love. is it, love?~

Chapter one: Birthday

THERE IS REFERANCE PHOTOS AT THE BOTTOM OF THE FIC

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Today was a bittersweet day, as was any birthday of mine. It was the early morning of my 18th birthday, which marked the beginning of the period of my life I would say was going to be one of the worst. Starting today, men and women from across the world will try to win over my heart. Me being the younger sister of the twin royals of Khanriah, I would be leaving home, to marry, as they are older and would co-rule the kingdom together here.

I was a picky person.. Not really caring all too much about the gender of my future spouse, and more their character. With so many suitors coming, I was bound to run into some… not so tasteful people. I like many, do indeed want to find love, but I don't know if I am ready yet. But regardless, the rules of this world do not care if we are ready or not, for who is ever really ready.

“My lady, it is time to go over your party decor for tonight, as well as make sure your dress for tonight is the proper size.” spoke a maid from outside the door. I sighed, shoving off my covers.

“Come in.” The maid slowly opened the door, walking to my bathroom and drawing me a bath. When I was all washed, she did my hair and I dressed in a white collared shirt with gold trim and dark navy blue pants for my duties.

First was to the ballroom to make sure the decorations were going as I requested. As I walked into the ballroom, I immediately started to inspect the decorations, table placements, and lighting. So far everything looked good.

“Ah, princess! Come to check on the preparations?” A worker asked, climbing down his ladder.

“Yes, and it seems to be going well, thank you!” I smiled, taking the man's hands in mine. He flushed a bit in the face and his posture straightened.

“Of course! Anything of one of our beloved princesses!” He stuttered out. “Please feel free to tell me if you need anything changed” I hummed in response looking around.

“Nope! Everything looks good, thank you very much.” I bowed, before walking out of the room. My only other thing needed to do today was make sure my dress fit before getting my hair and makeup done for the party. I walked back to my bedroom, to see them already taking the dress into the room.

“Hello Chiori, are we ready to try on the dress?” I asked, walking up to the brunette tailor. She looked at me with her tired eyes, and gave a small bow.

“Heppy birthday your majesty, and yes, we can have you put it on and then make any last minute tweaks to it.” She nodded, leading me into my room. We tried on my dress, it was a beautiful Dark blue, with gold starry patterns along the bottom, a moon cascading around. It was gorgeous. It fits just right, no need for adjustments. Cheering with my maids, we then moved onto makeup, where we did something to match the dress, making sure to add the darker blue before the subtle shiny gold. Lastly, we moved on to my hair.

After a long 2 hours of getting ready, I sat down on my bed to wait to be called into the ball. Soon a knock on my door was heard.

“Y/n! It's time for us to go down” Lumine's voice was heard, followed by a hum from Aether. I yelled back and okay, and ran to the door. I greeted my siblings, taking both of their hands, and walked to the ballroom. The guards nodded before opening the doors, first letting my siblings through, announcing their entrance.

“Everybody, please welcome the twin rulers of Khanriah, Prince Aether, and Princess Lumine!” Everyone in the room clapped and bowed. The twins took their spot in the crowd, before the guards announced my entrance.

“Next, please welcome the woman of the hour, our beloved Princess Y/n!” I slowly started to walk through the doors, and descended the stairs, everyone bowed down as I walked over to the stage. Standing on the stage, I looked upon the quests, and cleared my throat.

“Hello and welcome my dear guests, thank you for taking your time to come here to Khanriah to celebrate my 18th birthday. Today also marks me officially of age to court, so if you think you are worthy of my love, go ahead and try.” I finished it off with a curtsy, before walking off the stage.

The food table was calling my name as I sped toward the sweets. Stuffing my face a little, a group of people came to me.

“Greetings your majesty, I am Ajax, though I prefer to go by either Tartaglia, or Childe. I am the prince of Snezhnaya, this is my little brother Teucer.” A tall ginger bowed, smiling at me. The little boy did a wobbly bow as well. I did a small curtsy in return and sent the little boy a smile.

“It's nice to meet you Prince Tartagia. And prince Teucer” I smiled.

Greeting people like this was basically my whole night. Men and women alike, greeting me with too nice of smiles and over the top compliments, good to say I was exhausted at the end of the night. Eventually most everyone has started their journeys back home to their kingdoms. Save for a few that requested a longer stay, probably to properly try and win over my heart.

I looked over the list of people staying at the castle for the next while.

Ajax Tartaglia, and his little brother Teucer from Snezhnaya

Kunikuzushi Scaramouche Raiden, Yoimiya and Kazuha Kaedehara from Inazuma

Xiao Adeptus and Ganyu from Liyue

Venti, and Diluc from Mondstadt

Alhathiam and Nilou from Sumeru

Lyney, Lynette, and Freminette from Fontain

And lastly Kinich and Mualani from Natlan

I sighed looking at the guests. “Alright, my staff have made your rooms, please follow them. Thank you for coming, and please make yourselves at home” I announced, before going off to my room to get some rest after the day.

I wonder how this is all going to go.

Here is the dress and makeup!