#scaramouche's definition of being 'nice' is so cursed

[ddarker-dreams]

not to be a baby but i think we have went a long time without your scara brainrots 😔 i know you just posted one but ☹ pls feed the starving pigeons 🥺 (its me im part of pigeons)

rolling up my sleeves .

yan scara can somewhat understand your apprehension toward him (empathizing king), since he's amassed quite the reputation. instilling fear comes naturally to him. he didn't intend to become notorious for his disagreeable attitude, it just sorta happened and he rolled with it. this ends up being a double-edged sword.

while he initially does find it cute that you're so on edge in his presence, this quickly loses its appeal. he wants you to dote on him and offer your affection in abundance. or, at the very least, stop looking like you've seen a ghost when he wraps an arm around your shoulder.

scaramouche finds himself in a tough spot. he can't let you know how wrapped around your finger he is, that'd be detrimental. at the same time, he doesn't want you to think you're one mistake away from getting struck by lightning at any given point and time. are there people who are right to fear this? yes, but you're not one of them.

by his own warped standards, he thinks he's been cordial with you. whether or not this is true is highly debatable. nevertheless, he's huffy that you're not all over him after about the two week mark. is that not ample time for you to readjust? he certainly feels it is. while contemplating this predicament, scaramouche realizes he'll have to amp up his geniality. it hurts his pride, but sacrifices must be made for the greater good.

maybe he'll offer to eviscerate an enemy of yours and bring you their ashes? that's nice, right?

[galazry]

Look at Me!

pairing: best friend!scaramouche x gn!reader genre: modern au, friends to lovers(?), is this angst? idk tbh content: Again and again, you, being the hopeless romantic that you are, yapped about this new crush of yours. When is it going to be his turn? word count: 812 a/n: inspired by the song "From The Start" by Laufey. is it also based on a brainrot? you bet it is! i also want to apologize that most of my brainrots are in indonesian but hey, at least the drabble is in english.

"Them? You've got to be kidding me."

You were talking about your new crush to Scaramouche, your best friend. It's the same old formula every time; You see someone attractive or said person does something nice for you, you get a crush on them, and then you tell Scaramouche all about said person. Truth be told, he was actually getting tired of this same old gig. Every time you yapped about some new "soulmate" of yours, he is reminded painfully that the feeling he harbored for you was unrequited.

"Can't that thick skull of yours see? They are only doing that just because they are a decent person."

"Come on, Scara! I really think I have a chance with this new 'soulmate' of mine!"

Soulmate. What a laugh.

As you go on and on about how the person you currently have a crush on was so perfect for you, he can't help but to let his mind wander. How he wished that the day would come where you run up to him and confess that you actually have been harboring feelings for him as well; that all these crushes you have were just mere distractions since you were confused about your feelings for him. Another wish of his was for you to finally realize that he has a crush on you, and that the feeling was mutual. Of course, those were all just silly little thoughts in his head.

How much longer do you need to finally notice he has feelings for you? For now, he'll just have to listen to you gush about your current supposed soulmate.

It's taking a tedious amount of time for you to realize that he has feelings for you. How long has it been? Scaramouche has lost track but he's sure that almost 2 years have passed. Hell, at this point, he thinks that both of your peers have noticed how he always looked at you differently.

All, except you.

Scaramouche was getting impatient. It was ridiculous. He had done everything to give signs that he was in love with you, so why haven't you noticed yet?! Even a kindergarten would notice all these hints he had given for you. After weeks of you yapping about ANOTHER new crush of yours, he can no longer contain the feelings in his chest.

"And then our eyes meet and-"

"[Y/N]."

"Hm?"

"Stop it."

You blinked a few times at your best friend. He looked annoyed. Well, more annoyed than usual as there was a thin line on his forehead. "What do you mean-" before you could get your sentence out, Scaramouche gripped your wrist and pulled you closer towards him.

"I've had it with you and your crushes. Can't you give me a glance for once?! I'm right here! Why can't you have feelings for me?!"

"S-Scara...? What do you...?"

Your eyes widen and Scaramouche immediately regrets what he had just did. He lets go of your wrist before looking away. Even if he tries to hide it, you could definitely see that his cheeks were gaining colour. His mouth felt dry as he cursed himself for suddenly lashing out at you, but since the cat's out of the bag...

"I like you alright?! From the start and for the longest time, I have always had feelings for you! I've tried every thing for you to notice me! Everything!"

Scaramouche rambled on and on about his feelings for you as you sit there in silence staring at him with wide eyes. He begins explaining all the things he had done just to get your attention— He makes sure that his notes were always tidy so you could read them, he always packs an extra set of lunch since he knows you sometimes forget to pack yours, he always carries around bandages since you were known to be clumsy— those were just the three out of the many things he had done just for you to either realize his feelings for you, or for you to fall in love with him. Yet, it seemed like all his efforts were for naught.

Finally, after a solid five minutes, he had gotten everything out of his chest. You were still speechless by the time he had finished, trying to process everything your best friend had said. He opened his mouth to say anything, anything at all, but no words came out of it. Fearing words of rejection from you, or even causing a rift in your long-standing friendship, he decides to leave before you could even utter a single word.

That wasn't how it was suppose to go... Now Scaramouche was sure that his feelings for you were never going to be requited. For some odd reason, even though it was a sunny day, he could feel something wet streaming down his cheeks.

"Stupid... You should have kept your mouth shut..."

[kazumist]

EPISODE 14 ♡ I LOVE YOU TO THE BONE

HOW YOU GET THE GIRL — A SCARAMOUCHE SMAU

masterlist / prev ep / next ep / angsty stuff ahead!

cw: drinking, alcohol, a few profanities here and there. wc: 1023.

“so?”

kazuha settles down at the table where his miserable and dear friend is brooding. “i just don't get it," his friend says.

“i’m right here, kazuha.” 

“how's your heart at this point?” kazuha asks him. “same old. would it be cheesy to say broken?”

“if that's the best term you think would describe it, then no, it isn't cheesy.”

kunikuzushi pours himself another shot and takes it down in one gulp. he isn't going to last anytime soon, kazuha thinks. “you know what the funny part is? even if i want or try to get mad at them for being selfish, i just can't. i can't do it, kazuha.”

“what am i if not theirs?”

and just in time, “the man who can't be moved” by the script started playing. how perfect for kunikuzushi’s situation.

“a huge and miserable idiot, that's what you are," kazuha replies, pouring himself a shot as well. kunikuzushi lets out a weak laugh at his response, “well, i can't certainly deny that.”

“it's okay to be selfish every once in a while, kuni. you should raise your pride higher again.” 

“i’d rather lose my pride than lose them in my life.”

“you're really stubborn; did you know that?” oh, he knew that very well. 

“you know, if the pain is starting to become more heavy than the joy, then you should let go. you're always the miserable one, kuni. the fact that you're already hesitating already says a lot about what your mind is trying to tell you.”

when those words left kazuha’s lips, kunikuzushi thought it was a nice idea to drink four consecutive shots. “i’m not taking care of you if you get drunk, idiot.”

“just take me home after.” another shot.

not too long after that, kunikuzushi was drunk.

-

when you got a text from kazuha saying that he had a gift for you, you didn't expect to see a drunk and sobbing kunikuzushi by your doorstep.

you wanted to see kunikuzushi, sure, but not in this state. definitely not in the state where he's continuously apologizing for not being enough for you to stay.

“love, come home to me. let's go home.” 

you felt like crying too, because, as much as you also wanted to go home with him, you couldn't even dare step a foot inside the front porch to kuni’s heart.

“fuck you, kazuha.” you cursed at him.

“take care of him, (name); after all, you made him get into this state.”

“kazuha, who are you talking to?” kuni asks.

“that's lyney, kuni.”

before kunikuzushi could even curse at him, kazuha already left and started up his car again. and now you were left with a drunk kuni thinking you were lyney.

“let's get you to bed, kuni.”

“fuck you, lyney. if you hadn't given them heizou’s contact, then this wouldn't have happened. i would've been the one who was with them by that tree.”

you were stunned. you didn't know he saw you two back then.

“lyney, just tell heizou to take care of them," he says again, completely convinced that he was talking to his friend and not his ex.

“tell him that they're not really a big fan of chocolates or flowers, and that they prefer quality time and physical affection over gifts. tell him that they get cold easily, that they're not a huge fan of horror, and that they're prone to sickness if their health isn't maintained.”

“just tell him to take care of them, yeah? because i won't be the one who's going to do those things anymore.”

you managed to pull kunikuzushi into your room, but you still didn't say a word. you wanted to hear what else he had to say.

“you know, i kinda wish those alternative universes were real,” he started again. “because maybe, in another universe, we would've gotten our happy ending.” you couldn't help but let the tears sting.

“it hurts, lyney. and it's unfair. whenever i feel down, if i just see them okay, then i’ll also be alright. if i had to choose where i’d go home, i would always choose to go home to them. i’m getting tired already. is this still leading anywhere?”

“why can't they just let me love them? why do they have to run away? what are they so afraid of? i know i have my own flaws too, lyney, but i’ll be willing to catch them if anything goes wrong with us.”

you finally decided to speak up. “pretend that you're talking to (name) right now; what would you say?”

“(name)?” he repeats.

“i love you, (name). i know you'd never say it back, but i love you all the same. i love you even if you push me away. i love you even if you become too much to handle. i love you even if i’m not sure if you'll ever love me back again. i love you to the bone, (name). maybe i'm still seeking something we could never have again, or maybe i’m still choosing to give you the love that you won't ever accept, but even so, i love you," he says, a sob coming in every now and then.

“in another life, i’d be your lover, and i hope you'd be mine too, even if it's not in this life if you're not ready yet. i love you so fucking much.”

“and i just want you to love me back.”

“but i’m getting tired, (name). i’m sorry if my love wasn't enough to make you stay, but now that you're happy with someone else, i have no choice but to be happy for you. he’ll get to do the things i wanted to do with you, and you'll be happy with him, and i’ll watch. because i have no other choice.”

“i love you, (name), but i can't do this anymore.”

with tear-stained cheeks, kunikuzushi fell asleep on your bed. giving him one last kiss on the forehead, you pulled the covers on him. and you cried yourself to sleep on the sofa soon after.

“i’m sorry, kuni. i’m here. i’ll come home to you now.”

extra notes.

yeah so that happened. crazy ikr haha

i told u all things were gna get messy

link to the smau playlist is here !! would reco to listen while reading

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[ordowrites]

OMG YOU WRITE FOR WANDERER!!

Can you do C, D, J, K, O and V please??

HELLO YES I DO A BELOVED HE IS V SMOOCHABLE EVEN IF HE WOULD DO THE STABBY (it would be worth it)

cw: nsfw, minors dni! some breeding / pregnancy mentions, yandere themes, pet play - ish, GN reader (referred to as partner and pet in this)

(for continuity, I'll just call him Wanderer in this but it can be for any iteration!)

(ask game)

C um - Anything to do with cum, basically

SO here's the fun thing - I like to play around with the idea that he does not actually have a dick, so he doesn't produce semen! (trans!scara propaganda on this blog). However, this lad would be a fun of using dragon dildos - you know those ones that produce fake cum? Yeah, he loves using those. The upside is the fact that he can choose the size, consistency and whatnot.

He does have a slight cum eating fetish, so if his partner has a dick, he takes his time to enjoy it. With partners who have a vagina, he just adores watching it drip from their cunt and shoves it right back in.

(bonus is no surprise kids, but can puppets have children?)

D irty secret - Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs

SO he has a few - this man is kind of an obsessive lover. He is a bit of hyperfixated lover and one who always wants to feel close to the person who has his affections and attention - so he'll steal stuff of theirs. Not to wear, but to have. Maybe even get off to. Whether it's normal clothes, underwear, or just things from his partners house.

(A dirty fantasy of his is that he'd love to keep his lover locked up in a home, so they could never leave him. But is it really a dirty secret if he's expressed it once or twice? But don't worry, he won't do anything to warrant such...actions.)

This likely doesn't qualify but he definitely stalks his partner quite often - only to see how they're doing, of course. Anyone who looks at his partner slightly wrong just seems to go missing.

J ack off - Masturbation headcanon

He doesn't masturbate often - he doesn't really ever feel the desire to. But he loves watching his partner get themselves off. For Scaramouche (or the Wanderer), it's an enjoyable and interesting experience. Often times, this is how sex starts for himself and his partner.

He'll tell them what toys to use, how to use them - sometimes he'll mimic their actions on his own body. If he's feeling particularly spicy and mean, he'll tie his partner up and make them watch as he gets himself off while taunting them.

K ink - One or more of their kinks

For someone who was an experiment for Dottore, Wanderer actually has a small medical kink. Something about the cold metal table, metal bondage, and the complete fear and helplessness.

He also likes choking, marking his partner up with bites where they can't be hidden, and some humiliation.

Also - he'll never quite admit this out loud, but the Wanderer has a fetish for clothed and outdoor sex. Something about breaking rules, nearly being caught, and knowing his partner just can't keep their voice down when they're begging for him to fuck them or for release. Tsk.

O ral - Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.

He actually likes to receive more than give, oddly enough - for someone who doesn't masturbate, he certainly likes to be on the receiving end of oral. There's just something about his partner with their arms bound behind their back, on their knees and in between his legs while they rut against his leg to get themself off. Oh - and add a collar and leash he can pull on, of course.

(he's also very good at giving oral, but oral is a nice reward to give to well behaved pets, you know? they have to ask him nicely for him to consider it, and hell, he'll do it on a whim if he's feeling particularly nice or frisky)

V olume - How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.

Oh, the Wanderer tries to be as quiet as possible - but in private, he's very noisy. Loud moans, gasps, and grunts. He tends to curse more often, too - especially if he's close to orgasm. Sure, the Wanderer teases his partner for being noisy themself, but the man sure is loud.

[donutsupremacy]

Accidental Desperation (Pt. II)

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Summary:

"Your roommate finds it hard to sleep at night after their dreams were filled with you, and that caused just enough problems for him in his boxers. It seems like there's no other way to get rid of it but to take the matter into his own hands... literally."

Warnings/Spoilers:

Written during 5.0

Featuring the second half of 6reeze (Kazuha, Heizou, Scara/Wanderer)

Modern AU

Gender neutral reader

Possible impr*gn*tion is up to your own assumption

Scara's gonna be called Scaramouche here bc its modern AU (But if u wanna call him smth else be my guest)

And they were roommates shenanigans

PURE UNADULTERATED SMUT

and a bit of fluff lol why not

⚠️ MINORS DNI ⚠️

M*sturb*tion

Voyeurism (I think)

Wet dreams

Perverted 6reeze j*rking off to lewd pictures of you

Cursing

A bit of sl*t sh*ming + D*cryph*lia (Scara)

Praise + Br**ding k*nk (Kazuha)

Unhinged st*lking + P*nty theft and sniffing (Heizou)

I'll die on the 'Scara has a degration kink' hill

Not proofread bc busy and dying

A/N: wELL BETTER LATE THAN NevER

Continuation from Part I

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⚠️MINORS DNI⚠️

Kaedehara Kazuha

Startled awake, Kazuha sat up abruptly and nearly fell off his bed. Hair clinging to his sweaty forehead, face flushed and eyes blown wide, almost out of his socket. Kazuha quickly got up from his bed and made a beeline to his bathroom.

But no matter how many times he splashed his face with water, snippets of his dream just kept appearing.

He didn't know how to stop himself from repeating this... debauchery. About dreaming you underneath him, whimpering and squirming while he breeds you full of his cum like a desperate wolf in heat.

Tears trailing down your eyes as you struggled to speak or even think, only babbling incoherently while he pumps you full. There's nothing more satisfying than to see you filled to the brim with his load. Possibly filled with his babies too.

Kazuha sat back down on his bed right as his phone lit up, he had received a notification from a friend, but he was more focused on the wallpaper of his lockscreen— a picture of you and Kazuha hanging out at a carnival.

It's cute and wholesome... but in reality, his camera roll was either full of cats or pretty sceneries... Or just you alone. And there were almost millions.

He had shamefully jerked off to every one of them.

The latest one was when you sent him a picture of yourself yesterday, wearing his hoodie and his shorts— something about you feeling cold and you being too lazy to wash your dirty clothes. But all he could think about was you wearing his clothing, your oh-so breedable body bare and naked underneath something he always wore.

With a painful erection, Kazuha stared at the seemingly cute and wholesome picture for a good minute, wishing you would've sent a more explicit one. Or just a nude of yourself, that would be indefinitely better.

He's a gentleman, everyone knows how soft, kind and sweet he is... but he couldn't resist masturbating tonight after dreaming himself fucking your brains out. You were asleep anyways, so might as well, he just had to stay quiet...

Discarding his shorts, Kazuha got to work with lazily pumping himself slowly while glancing at your picture every so often.

He imagines himself thrusting his cock into you, showering you with praises. Oh, he knows you'd definitely enjoy it as much as he does. You would tighten around him like a vicegrip after hearing his sweet words, refusing to let him go until he came inside you. He'd leave you nice and full, peppering you with affection.

Outside his door stood you, you wanted to ask Kazuha if you could borrow his hoodie again, your clothes were dirty again and it was late into the night.

Creeps are everywhere at this hour, even at the laundromat. You weren't about to risk that again.

But as you got closer, you heard stifled gasps and groans, unmistakably Kazuha's. His normally soft-spoken voice was too quiet for you to hear anything else, plus the doors and the walls weren't very thin or soundproof. You wonder if he might be sick, which wouldn't be very likely since he's a healthy guy but you're still worried.

You turned the knob and pushed the door open enough for you to enter, calling out for Kazuha with concern, who was still in the middle of building up his climax. But when he heard your voice in the midst of the quiet room, he froze up.

You're standing there, flustered and confused, eyes trained on his flushed face and his hand around his throbbing cock. Well... shit.

"...Well, ah... Th-This isn't... what it looks like..." Kazuha spoke sheepishly.

No point in hiding himself anymore, it's too late, you already saw him butt naked. And vulnerable.

He did his best to stay calm, apologising for being a degenerate and asking if you could leave so he could clean up after himself. He feels as though he has let you down by disgusting you.

But the sound of you closing the door and approaching him startled Kazuha a little. When he saw you sitting down next to him without a word, he wasn't going to complain at all, his fantasy was coming true. Although, he was still embarrassed.

He knew what you were trying to do, but he protested against it, thinking you probably felt obliged to help him just because he was pent up.

You gently swatted his hand away when he tried to let you know you didn't have to, your hand wrapped around his cock. It twitched under your warmth and Kazuha lets out a shaky gasp, his hips struggling to stay grounded and not cum immediately.

"Please... just let me do it for you instead. I know I don't... need to. But I want to."

Shikanoin Heizou

Not again...

This has been going on ever since you both became roommates and he grew obsessive over you, Heizou goes to sleep and frequently wakes up after dreaming of being in-between your legs, thrusting in and out of you rapidly while you're left desperately clutching the nearest surface with weak and shaky hands.

What is this— the 4th time this week? 5th? Maybe even 6th? Probably, Heizou lost count already. Either way, he woke up. And now he's hard for you.

His morals be damned, he's done this probably a thousand times already and it feels so good everytime. It helps Heizou a lot that he had pictures of you on his phone, but Archons forbid that if you ever found out how he got those pictures, you'd probably report him to the authorities.

You're surprisingly oblivious to your surroundings sometimes, it's easy to just slip right into your bedroom and hide under your bed, watching you undress while you ramble to your friend on the phond about whatever was inconveniencing you.

And whenever you were asleep, he would silently creep out, admiring the way your hair spreads across the pillow and the soft snores you emit.

How he'd wish he could just have his way with you you right then and there, but it wouldn't be fair to you and you wouldn't like it. So, as much as he didn't want to waste the opportunity, he'd place a fleeting kiss on your forehead so you'd have a pleasant dream and leave.

With a picture of you in the middle of taking off your clothes that left your bare torso exposed, and a pair of your underwear he had stole on the way out, Heizou had everything he needed.

Boxers down, your photo in one hand, Heizou eagerly wrapped your underwear around his hard cock and groaned at the feeling. You had such great choices for cute and soft underwear, they certainly suit that ass.

Jerking off, Heizou did his best to muffle his moans and unabashed grunts, the fabric of your underwear giving him the relief that his hands never could.

He picked up the pace, furiously pumping his cock against the fabric of your clothing, his hips lifting up and thrusting into his fist. His tongue darting out to lick his lips, wishing it was you he was thrusting into instead of his hand.

Dirty thoughts fill his head, imaging himself bending you over a desk, an iron grip on your hips strong enough to leave a bruise. Your head pressed against the hard surface but not too hard that it would hurt, enjoying the way Heizou was fucking your brains out. Enjoying the way he handles you so gently, yet, so roughly.

And you, sweet summer child, got woken up from the sound of creaking. You noticed it came from the wall that seperated your room from Heizou's, what was Heizou doing this time?

You swore, every night the creaking gets louder and louder, as if whatever Heizou was doing was slowly breaking his bed that he didn't even realize it.

Getting out from your bed, you dragged yourself across the floor. Out of your room, approaching Heizou's. Admittedly, you're head over heels in love with the charismatic rebel you call your roommate... but you also loved sleeping. And you're dead tired right now. It was past midnight.

You knock on Heizou's door, calling out for him and asking him to save whatever he was doing for tomorrow, stating that he was being noisy.

For a moment, Heizou felt his soul leave his body when he heard your voice and the knock on the door. You're on the other side of the door... He grins. You're on the other side of the door.

Instead of hiding himself or asking you to leave, which you were planning to do once he grew quiet, Heizou slowed down to deny the rising climax he had building up in his abdomen.

He calls for your name.

You stopped in your tracks, raising a brow as you glanced back at Heizou's door. When he called out your name a second time, he didn't just call out— he demanded for your presence in a husky tone. A shiver runs down your spine.

As you open the door, hesitantly peeking in, you were met with Heizou sitting by the edge of his bed. Resting his chin on one arm propped on his knee and the held your underwear, being wrapped around his throbbing cock, slowly pumping up and down.

"Waiting for an invitation? Already gave you one~" Heizou cooed, nodding his head towards his cock. You wouldn't say no, not after how much you often talk about him late at night without realizing he was there.

Despite your initial shock and confusion, you obediently closed the door behind you and approached Heizou.

"Well... what'cha waiting for?" Heizou asked in a teasing tone. As endearing as it is seeing you all flustered and embarrassed, he didn't need to push it so far. Right now, he wanted you to get used to his cock before he rails you.

"Uhm... nothing."

Scaramouche

Damn you. Damn you to absolute hell for being hot. That was the first thing Scaramouche thought of when that cursed dream occured again. Not that he'll admit it to being a blessing in disguise.

Even after taking a freezing cold shower, he finds himself still rock hard.

Drying himself, Scaramouche muttered a string of curses after tossing his now wet towel aside. He's way too horny to go back to bed, and he's much too prideful to masturbate like a damn pervert.

He's sitting on the edge of his bed with his shorts down and his throbbing cock out, he couldn't distract himself. No matter how much he tries, all he could think about was how pretty you'd look with your body spread out and exposed on his bed, like a feast for him and only him to devour.

You'd get so aroused as he teased you with his skillful fingers rubbing your insides, hands roaming across your body as he littered hickeys all over you.

Only when you start to writhe and cry would you begin to beg for Scaramouche to fuck you silly, like his perfect cumslut that you are. He'd pump his cock in and out of you, your face half buried into a pillow with his hand pressing your head down, pretty tears flowing down your red cheeks that he'd lean down and kiss away.

Something about you crying from the overwhelming pleasure while he dominates you just turns him on.

There's this constant nagging in the back of his head, telling him to get rid of the problem with his hands now or he'd stay restless. That, or it's just his hard-on aching for some much needed relief. And it needs it desperately.

So that was where Scaramouche is now; Pumping up and down on his shaft as he occasionally peeked at your photos that he took on his phone.

It was just a picture of you laying your head on his lap, fast asleep and his free hand carressing your head. Had you tilted your head a little more to the side, you would bury your face into his crotch. A part of him regrets not giving you a good awakening by stuffing his cock into your mouth, you wouldn't mind it anyways, would you?

Scaramouche tried to tone down his volume, trying oh so hard to not moan too loudly and wake you up. If you caught him jerking off to you, he'd be utterly embarrassed. His ego was far too fragile for that.

Unfortunately, he didn't realize that you were wide awake, about to head out for a midnight grocery trip. Your little snack stash was about to run low, and the store was just right across the road, you're sure Scaramouche wouldn't fret over this.

You're right, he wouldn't. Not when he's busy pumping himself without realizing you're peeking at him through his bedroom door.

At first, you were surprised and a little mortified at first. Archons forbid, you're looking at a guy jacking off.

But that feeling was soon replaced by a disgusting wave of arousal as you heard the indigo haired male barely wheeze out your name. He was close to his climax, and it was because of you.

As much as you wanted to stop, you can't. It's oddly addictive... to see your annoying but hot roommate touching himself to the thought of you, even to the edge of cumming.

Strings of white, hot cum splattered onto Scaramouche's bed, heavy and erratic panting filling his otherwise quiet bedroom. He slumped back down onto his bed, running a hand through his hair.

However, his brief moment of ecstasy and relief was abruptly interrupted when he heard a click from his door. "What—!?" A red tinge appears on his cheeks and ears, hearing your voice mutter out a 'shit!' when you accidentally closed the door too loudly. This damn door keeps snitching on you!

"[NAME]!" You froze outside his door, he's pissed. Very pissed.

As much as you'd like to make a break for it, you knew confrontation was inevitable.

You mustered up as much courage as you could, hesitantly opening the door and taking a step inside. You were caught off guard as a hand grabs the collar of your shirt and getting tugged harshly, your back hitting against the wall next to the door.

"Did you enjoy the show?" Dazed as you were, that voice was unmistakably Scaramouche's. And you bit your tongue to stop yourself from blurting out a yes. "Voyeurism kink, eh? How much more of a slut can you be?"

You stiffened when Scaramouche leaned closer, his breathing ragged and sweat glistening off his skin. Heat pooling in your abdomen, you swallowed thickly as his breath tickled against your nose.

A whimper leaves your throat as the only reply you had, oh... ohh he loved that sound so much... "Cat got your tongue now?" He sneered, letting go of your collar and swiftly lifted one of your legs up to his waist, forcing you to grab onto his shoulders for balance.

"How 'bout you show me how much you like the free show?" He purred, his free hand on your waist, tugging you closer.

"...F-Fine."

[iloveyanderes]

New year's gift to you and me:

Overanalyzed yandere Columbina and arlecchino.

There is no doubt in my mind that these two bishes would work together. If there's anything hoyoverse is good at it is confirming characters are gay without actually confirming it.

From watching hundreds of videos of people talking about the harbingers, It seems like arlecchino is a mother type figure to many people. Childe's voice line says that she's someone who does not seem trustworthy or loyal, scaramouches says that we should definitely be cautious of her and the she puts on a facade meaning she'll probably act nice to us at first. As much as I love the thought of her being in Fontaine it's way more likely she'll be in natlan with her soldier theme. More time to save for her c6 I guess. The leaks from twitter says that she's a control freak and demands perfection. Taking all of this together I think she would be a controlling yandere, someone that puts you beneath her, while slowly training you to act the way she wants. My personal headcanon is that she's really into corporal punishments, often bending you over her knees and swapping your bottom until your crying for her to stop. Another thing is she would keep you close at all times, your not allowed to look at anyone but her and doing so would make her very angry, let's say you'd probably get out with a broken bone. I personally don't like writing nswf but I occasionally add little bits but I totally think she'd use edging as a punishment if you liked sex.

Columbina is a bit harder to work with I know there's some leaks from twitter but I forgot them so if someone could tell me it be very appreciated. In the fatui video she's litterly just singing which makes me think she has some sort of power with her voice, she also appears to be a little sassy because of what she said to dottore at the end of the video. Both childe's and scaramouches voice lines state that she is very dangerous with scaramouche hinting that she looks very weak at first sight but is really really strong. Like arlecchino taking this together I imagine her to be the type of yandere to lure you in, making you think that she is innocent and the moment you realize she's not it'll be far too late. Totally the type to kidnap you and force you to fatui harbinger meetings, goes out of her way to scare you and even trick you into doing things so she can punish you. In a way her punishments are way worse then arlecchino's. No you don't get hurt physically she messes with your mind, forcing you to watch your worst nightmares while your screams haunt everyone while she's gleefully singing a terrifying song. Demanding cuddler, if your not in bed cuddling her when she demands it things will get a bit bloody, if you can't fall asleep don't worry she'll force fully sing you to sleep. I like to imagine she'd put you to sleep eternally, putting you under a curse so you'll never wake up and she'll keep you as a cute obedient dolly.

Arlecchino and Columbina working together headcanons: these two are hopelessly in love, I love to think the arlecchino will bride carry Columbina with a love sick smile on your face, while blood is covered on both of them. Arlecchino worships Columbina, anything for her. ANYTHING. Eventually they get a little board, they need something to coddle, something to torment, something a little human. Then you come along a cute little niave innocent weak human. Arlecchino found you first, quickly taking you to her orphanage and making you a servant, she quickly drills into you that obedience is the number one thing and to do otherwise will have consequences, very serious consequences. One day Columbina comes to see arlecchino and decides to make you her new pet. Suddenly being kidnapped by some weird angel women freaks you out a lot but seeing arlecchino there will freak you out even more. Basically there the perfect wives and your there dog or cat to do whatever they want. Columbina switches between coddling you to tormenting you.

Whose more likely to do certain things?

Whose more likely to kill you? Columbina, like a said earlier she's perfectly fine turning you into a dolly even if that doll is lifeless.

Whose more scary? Columbina, unlike arlecchino who immediately gives away just how scary she is Columbina hides it, making It a lot hard to predict what she'll do.

Whose shed more blood for you: arlecchino, arlecchino is a lot more likely to travel out of sneznayha so she's definitely had more access to people that have messed with you, Columbina doesn't appear to like travel so she can really only kill people in snezhneya

Most likely to let you go: arlecchino. They say when a divine being has found something they like they will never let it go so Columbina is not letting you go. Arlecchino has a chance to betray the fatui so she might have a change of heart and let you go.

Whose more likely to kidnap you: Columbina no questions asked.

Whose more likely to kill another harbinger if they got close to you: arlecchino: Columbina has a large tolerance and most of the time she really doesn't care. I can imagine arlecchino killing Childe or pantalone if they got to close to you.

Nswf questions

Who tops: most of the time arlecchino she's probably the handsome women that refuses to be on the bottom. Columbina is mostly a bottom, except for some very selective times where she goes a little crazy and wow I pray for your bottom half when that happens.

Edging or overstimulation: edging both of them, sadism. No other words needed.

Prompts for yandere arlecchino:

Yandere arlecchino x servant reader: when arlecchino first became a harbinger you were the first servant assigned to her, instead of taking advantage like other people would do you helped her out and gained a large amount of respect for you, soon enough she kept you closer then everyone else and monopolized all your time, keeping a very tight lesh on you.

Yandere arlecchino x Rosalyn reader, some people ship them and I can kinda understand. Imagine coming home after getting you butt beat by the raiden shogun and arlecchino is suddenly protective of you. In the trailer arlecchino defended signoria meaning they were either close or arlecchino had respected her greatly. Going with the first originally arlecchino had thought you were super strong, still does but thinks of you a little more fragile, she'd shut anyone up that even thinks about talking bad about you and remind the harbingers that you got two out of the seven gnosis's whenever they insult you for getting beating by the Shogun.

Prompt for yandere Columbina:

People say that she is an angel and I believe that, maybe she originally worked for someone with a bunch of other people before realizing some was wrong and leaving them. Imagine you were one of her colleagues and you were super nice to her, you also had no idea about the corrupt organization your were working for so she thought of you as a pure innocent person unsuitable for work. So when she betrayed that organization and joined the fatui she dragged you down with her, never letting you leave her side.

Prompt for yandere arlecchino & columbina

Yandere arlecchino & Columbina x tsaritsa reader. With a heart so noble and pure the two of them have nothing but absolute respect and awe for you. Your ice cold beautie is comparable to no amount of words. Your their saviour and unlike normal yandere arlecchino & Columbina who see you below them they now see you above them. They worship you and will do anything to help you with your goal.

Imma have to end it here, my creative mind has been drained and I'm kinda tired from staying up for news years.

I suddenly had the will to do this so consider it a gift. Also have a happy 2023 it's still 2022 over where I am.

[water-to-drink]

Ghost Puncher

(Characters): Scaramouche, Childe, & Xinyan

(Summary): After moving into a new apartment you realize there’s a ghost haunting it, but you don’t plan on making it easy for the ghost

(Warnings): Cursing, like a lot of cursing, reader almost dies, Scara is referred to as ghost until the last part, not proofread, (let me know if I miss anything)

(A/n): Heavily inspired by the 4chan greentext post of the same name, you can listen to a reading here, wrote this in one sitting, and don’t anything in this too seriously

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Finally having months of saving and looking for an apartment you found one! You were surprised when it was cheap and in a nice place which means everything is a lot more expensive

Everything seems to going your way until on your way back from food shopping, an air conditioner almost falls on your head; had you been a few steps closer it definitely would have landed on you

Despite being shaken up by this, you chalked it up to it being a near freak accident and continued with your day

After that incident you noticed a lot more unusual things happen around or to you. It all culminated when while watching tv you noticed the little silver charm you carry for protection was melted. It wasn’t hot, it was cold to the touch

Suddenly the lights went off, you know your electric bill had been paid so maybe a power outage? No. You can see the block still have there lights on. So what the fuck?

A loud scream turns your attention towards a corner of the room that’s drenched in darkness

You grabbed the bat you always kept near the tv and swung it at the noise

The bat hit something and the screaming stopped

The lights turn back on and you see that your bat connected to the wall, making a hole in it

Well shit, that’s something you’re gonna have to deal with later. You decided to call it a night and go to bed

The next day as you were about to make yourself dinner you see a shadowy figure run towards you. While trying to escape the figure you ran out of the apartment and the moment you got out, your front door slammed shut

“What the FUCK?!?!?!”

“Oh you’re the unlucky person who just moved into that haunted apartment?”

A tall man with messy orange hair asked while he rummage for his keys in his pocket

You stood there dumbfounded, your apartment is haunted by a fucking ghost. You should’ve noticed something was up with how cheap rent was. Usually a normal person’s response to this revelation is to move out, but that’s bitch behavior and you weren’t raised to pussy out when things get tough

“Hey are you okay…?” Your neighbor asked concerned about your silence

“Yeah, I’m good.” You muttered as you made sure you had your phone in your pocket, which you did. “I need to do some shopping.”

You walked down the hall, not giving your neighbor a chance to respond to you. If he said something then you didn’t hear it over you thanking your older relatives constantly nagging to wear shoes inside so you don’t get sick. You walked outside with your house shoes on, another reason to be pissed at the ghost

After a few hours out, you finally came back into your apartment

You put your bags down and continue to make yourself dinner. When you needed to chop some vegetables, you walked towards the bags and pull out the ouija board you bought. Taking it out and washing it you used it as a cutting board

“You know you ain’t shit, ghost?” You said as you chopped onions. “You’re doing all this poltergeist shit to make me scared of you. You can eat my ass with this bullshit!”

Once done cutting up the vegetables, you started stabbing the knife into the ouija board

“Bitch ass ghost! Trying to make me leave MY HOUSE!!!!” You said as you stabbed into the board

The board was unusable when you were done. You broke the ouija in half and threw it in the garbage can

After that whole ordeal you took your plate and had dinner

A few days have passed and you gotten to know your neighbors pretty well, the ginger who told you your apartment is haunted was a pretty cool guy. He introduced himself as Childe and introduced you to another neighbor just on a different floor, Xinyan. You’re at a cafe with your new friends, well you’re outside making a call while the two talk. You eventually got back to the table and apologize for leaving them

“Don’t be, must’a been important to make it outside.” Xinyan reassured

“Were you calling a priest? The noises in your apartment have been loud as of late, louder than when the last person lived there.” Childe said as he took a sip from his drink

“No I was leaving a voicemail to my house. I got one of those old house phones that tells you the message someone left.”

“Uhh… What was in the message?” Xinyan asked almost afraid of your answer

“I told the ghost if I find my shit all over the place, I’ma slap the shit out it.”

Xinyan and Childe looked at you like you were crazy (which has some truth to it to be doing what you’re doing)

“What…” Childe said in disbelief and horror

“The other night when it was screaming I took my bat and swung around, and I connected with something fleshy a few times so I knows I’m serious.”

Your two friends shared glances at each other, not sure if they should call a priest or a psychiatrist for you

The next day you were visited by Xinyan and Childe. You greeted them and saw how the smiles on their faces quickly turned into looks of pure horror

Your walls has messages written all over it such as: bitch ghost, suck my dick ghost fucker and a lot more they don’t want to repeat

“Please don’t mind the mess.” You lead them in with a smile

How can you still smile when in a situation like this?!

Xinyan puts the container full of cookies on your coffee table and noticed a book with multiple pages torn from it

“Ermm, what’s this book here and why are there pages missing?” The rocker asked hesitantly

“It’s a book about demons, I’ve been blowing my nose and wiping my ass with the pages.” You explained nonchalantly

Yeah, definitely a psychiatrist

Before the two can express their concerns high pitched screaming filled the apartment

Childe tries to shield Xinyan with his body while you went and grabbed your trusty bat

“Showing your ass, now that there’s people here?!?!” You yelled as you looked for a shadowy figure to hit

Not seeing one you opted to start hitting the wall, the screaming got more intense, you didn’t know if was Xinyan and Childe screaming at you, or the ghost, or both. You didn’t care so you kept making holes in the wall

“Oh my god! Stop! Stop!!!” A disembodied voice shrieked

A short man with indigo hair and blue eyes materialized in front of you

Xinyan started screaming uncontrollably and you smashed a hole in the wall, making a pre-existenting hole bigger

“Don’t scream! You’re giving this musty fucker more power!” You yelled as you try to undo what Xinyan did by making another hole

“Don’t make anymore holes in the wall! What the fuck is wrong with you?!” The ghost exclaimed

“You’re attached to this apartment?” You asked

“Yeah, jackass! Why would I be haunting you if I didn’t have an attachment to this place?! So stop destroying it!!”

“Why should I? You’re just going to keep being a dickhead!” You asked while readying your bat

“I promise I won’t haunt you anymore! The screaming, the flickering lights, all that, just stop!”

You lowered your bat and turned towards your neglected guests

“You guys hungry?”

The ghost stayed true to his word, he didn’t cause you any problems. In a sense you have a roommate who’s a ghost. He seems cool, a bit of an asshole, but he gets quiet real quick when you reach for the bat. Other than that he’s a good friend you learned his name, Scaramouche, but you just call him Scara for short

Xinyan and Childe still can’t believe you scared a ghost so much to the point the ghost had to tell you to stop. They’ve gotten used to him though, you four even come together to play games and watch moves. And that’s how you got the nickname “Ghost Puncher”

[deluluwonderland]

HI HELLO happy to hear that my presence is welcomed, you might see me often then ★

ILL DEFINITELY GET TO MY COLLEGE AU EVENTUALLY but its probably gonna be long sjjksk so when i figure out how to. Word stuff. ill definitely send an ask about it!!

SHAKING YOU ABOUT LEO AND LYNEY YOU GET IT!!!! ...i wanted to tell more about my thoughts on them but then i realized i just. Couldn't. Because whenever i think of them its just svi1bo1ojxpkpkc's

Life when you're a leo kinnie 😔✌️ (how the fuck do you express yourself words are so complicated)

BUT ANYWAYS ABOUT FONTAINE TWINS AND 2WINK!!! is the story you're talking about setsubun festival? Yeah that story was A Lot but fortunately hinata is doing better now! Idk if you're up on enstars news but we just got 2wink climax and hinata got a nice conclusion about how he just wanna make people happy and is trying to find his true self. So when you compare that and setsubun it just makes me go spjzpbbozojc!!!!! My babyyy he grew so much......meanwhile yuuta is Going Through It

I would elaborate but there is. So Much. Babyboy became a hater www

ANYWAYS YES. YES. Twins make me so miserable there is Always something wrong with them. I never saw a normal pair of twins in any media I've consumed. God bless

BUT OR ELSE YES THEY DEFINITELY DO THAT SJSKJ

FOR LYNEY AND KOKICHI YEAH LIKE....i think they would understand each other So well, too well, and that could easily create tension between them because they would probably also easily see through each other's act?? And like for the both of them who hate showing vulnerability it gotta be so, scary? To one day meet someone that is just...so much like you

YEAH I GET YOU LIARS IN FICTION ARE ALWAYS SO!!!! i am shaking them aggressively and wishing upon them the "i hope you eventually break down and show vulnerability" curse. especially lyney i need that twink to CRY. 4.1 was pretty good (wont say much in case you dont know about it yet) but not Enough. for me

And i thiiink the genshin character who shares a va with kiibo is scaramouche?? Lyney and scara would definitely make an interesting duo 🤔

AND I WOULD GLADLY RAMBLE ABOUT DRA YAMATO MY BELOVED!! His talent is ultimate inventor and like, as of why i think leo and yamato would be good friends/are similar i already got something typed out in discord so I'll just show that—

Something something, do you see the vision...

As for yamato and freminet, as i said yamato is the ultimate inventor so he's good with machine and all that...and i just think with his personality he would dote on freminet a lot!! Yamato is very social so i can just imagine him being very happy to find someone with a similar interest and all. He can be a Lot so freminet would probably get overwhelmed by his energy at first but yamato would be understanding and encouraging and i think after a bit more of time they could get along very well...building robots together and stuff...maybe yamato could teach freminet to create some stuff, idk i just think they would be very wholesome! Something something yamato being very encouraging to freminet and freminet looking up a lot to yamato, but also something something yamato can sometimes be overboard with inventing stuff to the point of neglecting his own safety/health so i can imagine freminet trying to pay attention to that and remind yamato to take care of himself.....

Anddd yeah that's pretty much it i think!! Wow this ask was as long as the other skjsk

But before leaving, just dropping another thought; what do you think enstars characters visions would be? :0 I've tried vision assigning a Lot but always end up stuck because it's always so difficult since we don't really have official traits for each vision and gotta analyze the characters to figure it out ourselves...so far with a few friends we've agreed on anemo kohaku www

ANYWAYS FINISHED FOR REAL THIS TIME!! have a nice day! :]

mhmm!! welcome, welcome!~ make yourself at home here hehee

cutting here for long ppoosssttt. once again enstars 2wink spoilers just in case!!

'' SHAKING YOU ABOUT LEO AND LYNEY YOU GET IT!!!! ...i wanted to tell more about my thoughts on them but then i realized i just. Couldn't. Because whenever i think of them its just svi1bo1ojxpkpkc's ''

DONT WORRY I GET HOW HARD IT IS TO PUT WORDS DOWN, I STRUGGLE WITH THAT SO MUCH TOO EVEN THO I WRITE HAHJSDHAJK.....

all i can really say is trying to say whats on your mind is better than not ;v; start writing something without intending of sending it, then you have something to work with and you can edit where feels lacking

'' BUT ANYWAYS ABOUT FONTAINE TWINS AND 2WINK!!! is the story you're talking about setsubun festival? ''

yep yep!! exactly that one!! i havent read it myself yet i just heard what others have said about it

since im a dfP and knightsP i try to focus on their stories first while simultaneously handling other games/hobbies, FORGIVE ME FOR ANY MISUNDERSTANDINGS!! im slowly but surely reading enstars stories, i love... everyone.... i personally dont really mind spoilers for stories i havent read, but the other mods might so hasdjkahsjkda yea just give warnings for those

'' Idk if you're up on enstars news but we just got 2wink climax and hinata got a nice conclusion about--- ''

WHAA?? NO WAY, HINATA MY BOY GOOD FOR YOU!!! me not knowing context but just hearing yuuta is a hater is so funny but im somehow not surprised, he always had the hater potential /affec /lh

tbf i dont think ive even seen normal twins irl (ive met only one pair) but i love to see them and i LOVE when theyre written so.. silly... like being twins is a huge part of their character but also not?? theyre still their own its hasjdhak yes yessyesYES

actually more on them i think maybe lyney might accidentally treat yuta the way he treats lynette, then and hinata with lynette?? vise versa stuff?? yknow??

an example coming to mind is smth like just lyney offering to speak for other people for yuta even tho he is a social person, he just, unconciously does that bc he would for lynette, that was one of his small ways of caring..

'' FOR LYNEY AND KOKICHI YEAH LIKE....i think they would understand each other So well, too well ''

OH OOHHHHH YEAH I CAN SEE WHERE YOURE GOING WITH THAT, YEAH YEAHH!!! its sorta like the tension of just, telling a straight up lie then someone who knows it was a lie looking you dead in the eye, and youre just nervous if theyre gonna call your shit out or ruin your plan

its like simultaneously being good at predicting the other person because they are like you, but at the same time bc you know theyre like you... its nerve racking they can also be purposefully unpredictable to throw you off

like playing chess with someone equally intelligent, you know what would be the smart move for them to do so you wanna make preparations against it, but you also know that they know you know.. so maybe they're trying to trick you?? you know??

i feel like they might have a complicated relationship because of this that others from outside cant tell, are they friends? enemies? rivals? who knows!! probably not even them as theyre both caught up in the web of lies and manipulation theyre confusing themselves

'' i am shaking them aggressively and wishing upon them the "i hope you eventually break down and show vulnerability" curse ''

PFFHASJKDHASJK I GET THAT THO, I TOO NEED PEOPLE WHO HAVE THEIR GUARDS UP IN GENERAL TO JUST BREAK DOWN, I NEED TO SEE THEM TRUSTING SOMEONE ENOUGH TO OPEN UP AND LET OUT THEIR BOTTLED FEELINGS OR ELSE I DIE

'' And i thiiink the genshin character who shares a va with kiibo is scaramouche?? Lyney and scara would definitely make an interesting duo ''

yep yep!! it was scara! you reminded me hehe!~ scara n lyney might meet sometime in the future (i manifest bro trust me) scara is someone whos considered 'brutally honest' but i still think he puts up a tough guy act since hes someone actually rlly sensitive in my eyes...

'' as of why i think leo and yamato would be good friends/are similar i already got something typed out in discord so I'll just show that— ''

OOOH!! OKAY YEAH I SEE!! CHRIST THINGS MUST GET LOUD WHEN THEY ARE TOGETHER HASJKDHASJKDHAJK

gosh i imagine like, them getting along so well one moment but then having stupid (lighthearted ofc) arguments about the silliest things, from who has a better sister to like... is ketchup a smoothie or not...

people who overhear their conversations are never the same again. ( they heard something so idiotic they couldn't process it. or some actual golden advice slipped through either of their mouths and the eavesdropper couldn't believe smth so good actually came from those eccentrics... )

'' As for yamato and freminet, as i said yamato is the ultimate inventor so he's good with machine and all that...and i just think with his personality he would dote on freminet a lot!! ''

AAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWAHJKDSHDKJASHKFJHASDJKFHASDJKGHJSDH

EXPLODES

hey lyney get in here quickly, someone is threatening your position as big brother figure /lh

BUT YEAH I SEE WHERE YOURE GOING, ITS SO CUTE... tbh i think even fremmy might give his own insights, since he tinkers with machines, not anything big or anything but.. i still would think tinkering and inventing are two different things

so one day yamato is having trouble making something work and fremmy is just like "oh why not do this...?" just out of nowhere a rlly simple solution he found out on his own from repairing stuff and it ends up being the missing piece then yamato is like "Oh MY GOSH FREMMY YOURE SO CLEVER!!" to hype the kid up and give him some confidence bc we know DAMN WELL HE NEEDS IT, BRO'S SELF ESTEEM IS LOW LOWWW

makes me think... yamato might be a loud supportive person, that could embarress fremmy a loy, like you said, fremmy would be overwhelmed, but i think as long as hes not pushed too hard, he wouldn't?? hate it?? might find the energy different but still.. likable...

when they made something together, fremmy giving ideas and yamato actually doing the blueprinting, then putting parts togethher... bwaughghjkashdjk yamato showed it off to EVERYONEEE, THIS IS THEIR CREATION AND ITS THE BEST LOOK AT ITT!!!

'' what do you think enstars characters visions would be? :0 '' '' so far with a few friends we've agreed on anemo kohaku www ''

i would agree with the anemo vision tbh!! i at first felt cyro or geo (geo bc of his oukawa duties and how he tends to be very.. loyal to things??)

but like, anemo defo fits A LOT better, most anemo characters seemed to have had a burden before that they need 'freedom' from i do believe the anemo vision focuses on that mostly

so like... freedom from past holds on them, heizou with his family+friend trauma, scara with abandonment trauma, kazuha with family guilt and dead... friend... again..? oh oh sucrose also with her lost childhood friends, she misses them and her promise to them, she thinks making her own wonderland with alchemy would finally free her from that longing of wanting to reunite with them...

BUT YEAH, ill make a separate post about vision hcs sometime! itll be long so i have to stop myself here and now or else we are staying here for more hours

[snow-slayer]

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will (be nice) D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t (again: be nice)

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves (chars you’re neutral on are fair game, as are chars you dislike)

Q - A ship you’ve abandoned and why

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending, about anything at all (gender identity, sexual or romantic orientation, extended family, sexual preferences like top/bottom/switch, relationship with poetry, seriously anything)

U - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms

V - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms

W - 5 favorite ships and 5 kinks you like best for said ships

X - top 5-10 characters who are yoUR PRECIOUS BABIES AND YOU WILL DIE DEFENDING THEM

Many thanks! I will enjoy most of these XD

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will (be nice) I'm just not a fan of Jack and Ashi. I was super hoping for a mentor/mentee dynamic and not a ship. Do I get why it happened and does it make sense that Jack fell for her? Yeah, but also I'm 100% busy shipping some bots.

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t (again: be nice) For a fandom I'm not in: Soljiwan from Nevertheless. Sorry @nothing-of-a-builder! I wanted to be into it to read your fanfics because I know they're good, but I'm just not feeling it. Hit me up with Kirisaya though! Check out all the fics here (including some Franmouche content that stabs me in the heart every time I read it) For a fandom I am in: Probably Scaramouche and Demongo. I love Scaramouche and I'll take whatever fanart/fanfics exist of him with whoever, but this just isn't my ship.

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves (chars you’re neutral on are fair game, as are chars you dislike) Can I go with Vile (Megaman X) on this? Maybe it's sort of cheating by assuming people think I like him a lot more than I do. I don't really care for him and he's annoying and definitely didn't enjoy listening to him in Maverick Hunter X BUT I love what he represents, and that's not being on either side, which was especially well done in Maverick Hunter X. It's funny because I did cosplay as him and it's one of my better costumes, but it's honestly because I went to a foam armor making class for beginners and we made a helmet that suited him so perfectly. I don't think he would have been an option otherwise. Long story short, I like Vile as a concept, not a character.

Q - A ship you’ve abandoned and why Sorry, calling out Scaramouche and Demongo again (which I want to say the ship name for is Fandango, not to be confused with the OC character Fandango XD). I wrote a fanfic for it (and also, sorry everyone, 'tis my least favorite fic I wrote with Scaramouche) and consumed all the content, but after I was blessed/cursed with Franmouche, that was it. This is the ship!

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending, about anything at all (gender identity, sexual or romantic orientation, extended family, sexual preferences like top/bottom/switch, relationship with poetry, seriously anything) You will see a theme later but I'm too tired to want to defend fandom stuff that hard, especially since this is headcanons ask. I will say I love writing Francis as a demiromantic, sex-neutral ace. Love seeing him other ways, too, but this is the primary way I write him.

U - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms Francis the Mercenary - Samurai Jack (honorable mention to Scaramouche, always), Boomer Kuwanger - Megaman X, Mr. Freeze - Batman, Maximillion Pegasus - YuGiOh, N. Gin - Crash Bandicoot

V - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms Franmouche (Scaramouche x Francis) - Samurai Jack; Mr. Freeze x Nora - Batman, N. Gin x N. Brio - Crash Bandicoot.

W - 5 favorite ships and 5 kinks you like best for said ships Franmouche - massage, hurt/comfort; Scaramouche x Fandango - interfacing while linked; Gal x Jared - mutual masturbation, voyeurism/exhibitionism; Fandango x Ginkgo - aftercare, cuddling, hurt/comfort, the finance pillow talk; Riddler x Devin (OC) - praise, pampering, katoptronphilia

X - top 5-10 characters who are yoUR PRECIOUS BABIES AND YOU WILL DIE DEFENDING THEM Immediately, I am rebelling because I've killed my favorites at least once, I'LL DO IT AGAIN! In seriousness though, I suppose if I read this in "I'm taking them away from you and you have to fight to keep enjoying them" then definitely: Francis, Scaramouche, Mr. Freeze, N. Gin, Courage the Cowardly Dog, Scooby-Doo, Freddy Krueger, Maximillion Pegasus, Joltik, Boomer Kuwanger.

[willowedwisteria]

⁂~Your Presence~⁂

Summary -> The cultists miss you!

Note -> I can't remember if I've written this scenario before, but I'll be reusing it again if I have!

Featuring -> Albedo, Aether, Lumine, Scaramouche

Genre -> Fluff

Albedo

The pencil carefully grazes against the sheet of paper, Albedo's eyes following the trail left behind by it. A sigh escapes his lips as he begins to draw a picture of you from pure memory.

He sketches himself next to you, letting his fantasies get the better of him as he dreams about you spending more time with him.

Albedo isn't the type to get lonely. If anything, he prefers peace and quiet when others aren't around to disturb or interrupt him. He definitely hasn't felt the feeling of longing to see someone else.

Yet, you seem to be a special exception. You're like a blessing and a curse at the same time, it's troublesome to yearn for your touch so much.

"Albedo~!" His ears perk up at the sound of a familiar voice, instinctively turning his head to check for the source of it.

You peek your head into Albedo's camp, embraced in multiple layers of jackets and sweaters for the sake of coping with Dragonspine's freezing temperatures.

"Your grace, you came here alone?" He immediately jumps up, scanning your figure to see if you were injured or perhaps limping in any way.

You shook your head, "Xiao just left, I guess he wasn't in the mood to stay a little longer."

Thank the archons that there was someone there to protect you. And thank the archons even more that Xiao decided to leave the both of you alone.

"You must be cold, come in." Albedo smiles, welcoming you inside. "It might not be the most comfortable, but I hope you don't mind."

You pull off the multiple layers of jackets restricting your movements, leaving one sweater on. "No need to worry about me, I'm good."

He chuckles as he prepares a bowl of chicken soup for you, "Of course, I don't need to worry. But that doesn't mean I'll listen."

Aether

Aether scans the items displayed, frequently rejecting offers as if he's searching for something specific.

"Aether! We need to go soon, we need to finish a commission from Katherine." Paimon reminds the blonde, being almost completely ignored by him as he continues his scouring.

"Just wait a moment, Paimon. We've got to get a perfect souvenir for their grace." Aether hums, his voice calm as his focus is directed on the nicely decorated tea cup he spotted.

Paimon huffs, "But Paimon saw you buy a bunch of souvenirs for their grace already!" Paimon flies over to Aether's side.

Aether passes a bag of mora to the shop owner, stars glittering in his eyes as he admires the tea cup. Paimon goes after him, bonking him on the head once to try and shake him out of dreamland.

"What's their grace going to do with all of the gifts?!"

Aether pouts, a hand on his head and patting the spot where Paimon bonked him. "But didn't you see how happy their grace was last time? After seeing that smile, I just couldn't hold back."

"Paimon doubts they'll be smiling after you drag the pile of offerings to their door."

Shivers run down Paimon's spine as she recalls the first moment she found Aether dumping all of his presents into a room located in the teapot.

Aether pulls of his own personal teapot, entering it with Paimon. He rushes to a room, meticulously placing the new cup at a corner so it won't fall or get damaged.

Paimon pinches Aether's ear the moment he leaves the room where he stores his stash of souvenirs.

"Come on! We have to finish that commission, and no more buying gifts!" Paimon orders, dragging Aether out of his teapot.

Lumine

"Any more commissions, Katheryne?" The blonde inquires. Katheryne nervously chuckles, scanning through the documents in her hands to find all of the commissions completed thanks to Lumine.

Katheryne shakes her head, "We've completely run out. You've already completed them all."

Paimon chimes into the conversation, floating around as she tries to ask the adventurer next to her what's got her so fired up suddenly.

Lumine has always been more diligent to complete the commissions assigned, but she's straight out asking for new commissions this time.

Lumine strolls away from Katheryne, waving as Paimon follows her in her tracks. Still waiting for a proper response from Lumine, Paimon can already excitement burning up inside of her.

"The last time I was spending time with their grace, I suddenly got busy with commissions. So, wouldn't it be more convenient to help complete all of the commissions available?"

Paimon can't even speak, a scoff escapes the grasp of her throat and leaves out of her lips. "That's the reason!? Sheesh, I didn't expect that. Paimon thought you wanted the rewards."

"Paimon, I'm not you." Lumines jests to her. "Plus, I would make their grace proud, right?"

Lumine's pace quickens and she feels her blood pumping through her veins. She gets to see you! And if it's possible, she'll get the privilege of spending time with you and you alone. No one will disturb her while she experiences heaven first-hand.

Lumine can feel her heart racing, the feelings of euphoria stirring up inside of her. "Come on, Paimon! We have to see their grace!" She cheers.

"H-huh?! Wait for Paimon!"

Scaramouche

His fingers drum against the table successively, the tip of his nails clicking against it as well. As the sound intensifies throughout the room, the Fatui members under his command begin to realize how bad of a mood Scara is in once the pace of his fingers quickens.

"What do you all think you're doing? Move out now."

The Fatui member in red and black struggles to utter out a word under the immense pressure stepping all over him.

"Your response?"

"Y-yes, sir!" The Fatui members all react at once, rushing out to finish whatever harsh task Scara decided to throw at them.

Scara huffs as he remembers how busy he's been. He didn't even have any time to visit you. What really threw him off the edge was the fact that Childe was on a break, leisurely spending all of his free time next to you.

Was he jealous? No way, he couldn't be. Who would be jealous of Childe when he's at a higher rank than him AND probably is better than him in general?...he was definitely jealous.

"You seem to be in a nasty mood." You push the door open lightly, only the sound of your voice echoing in the room.

Scara looks up, his face immediately brightening once he sees you in the doorway. "Your grace!"

Scara clears his throat, noticing how unprofessional he sounded. The last thing he wanted right now is for you to have any bad opinions about him.

"I'm sorry for not visiting you recently. I've been busy."

You laugh, "Don't worry, I completely understand. It must be hard being a harbinger. I just came to check in on you." You pat his head before leaving a packet of sweets on the table for him.

"Alright, now I'll go check up on the others. Take care!" With your words flying by, you flit over to the other rooms before Scaramouche could even thank you.

Maybe he'll be a bit nicer to the Fatui members and harbingers today.

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[viharbinger]

Special Someone

pairings: scaramouche x gn!reader

warnings: fluff, minor mentions of blood

tags: @nejibot @touchsomegrassyall ​ ​@vanillachaiii ​@vynrichterr @kujuo

a/n: very sad my fic flopped like twice lol, venting this fluffy fic out 🫠 also exam is in 11 days pls wish me luck im trying my best to study <\3 and also English became so much harder ever since I've got a new teacher wtf i hate it here

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Believe it or not, the number 6 of the 11 fatui harbinger has a special someone! Before walking into a certain tent, he fixes his hair, checks himself for bad odours and starts practicing a smile.

The people who ever got to tell the tale of the Balladeer being all smitten like this barely even made it out alive.

If you'd seen him anywhere in Snezhnaya in public, he'd be talking non stop about how 'people are so stupid to fall in love'- he said, while biting the cold in his giant fatui coat.

Some fatui underlings nearby saw this and were very curious of this behavior, so they leaned in close to listen to what was happening in the tent- just to see if it wasn't all just a rumour!

They heard some inaudible mumbling... The sound of a light thud and... Boom! A powerful electro power surged and teared a hole into the tent, right where the fatui underlings were listening. They ran for their lives, screaming and wailing the moment they saw through the hole of the tent was their boss glaring right at them with the biggest stink eye.

They couldn't waste any time to look around the tent to see who was was the Balladeer's special someone- far too scared to know what he'll do to them.

By the time the underlings were all out of earshot and away, Kunikuzushi laughed manically at the scene that unfolded, a smirk beginning to plaster on his red face from laughing so much. He stopped laughing as soon as you slapped his knee. Hard.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?!" His face sours while rubbing the spot you hit. You may not be a harbinger but you could definitely move a mountain if you wanted to, especially if it was to punish him for doing something wrong.

"I thought you were going to try to be nice now! And... Wait, did you fix your hair before coming in here? And your coat smells fresh.. Did you just wash it? So it IS true that you've been fixing yourself lately!" You broke free from your serious character and switched to a teasing one when you noticed his appearance- which was more cleaner than usual. Less bloody and dirty. Ruffling his once neat hair, he pushes your hands away from his now messy hair.

"So is it true? I'm your special someone? Hmm? Hmmmm?" You probed and went to go closer to his face to which he backs away quickly.

"No! And it's just how it normally is! I'll kill anyone who started spreading that shameless rumour- and get your hands off of me." He scowls, refusing to look at you in the eyes as he backed away, heat exploding up to his neck and ears, because it was all true!

Suddenly the grassy floor and the sandals that cover his feet were so much more interesting to look at. He opted to fix his hair that you messed up earlier to make it look like he isn't avoiding your gaze.

So cute, you thought. You can't help yourself into reaching over and then just pinching his cheeks and putting your fingers to form a forced smile which he kept trying to put back to a scowl. And his cheeks, which were just as expected- are soft and squishy! He whined at the pained feeling, still red from the very close contact, but shutting up the moment you stopped pinching them and started peppering kisses all over his face.

He's silent as a response, his lips quivering, not sure whether he should continue scowling or at least give a smile as acknowledgement. He prompted to just get angry at you and pushed you away so you distance yourselves. He couldn't muster any words out except muttering some curses and something like, "You will rue this day," then he runs out the tent with the warmest and beet red face. You would think he was having a fever, but he's just flustered!

Now he's gonna be unusually quiet the entire day after that. Well at least he's a happy man. Not only that, the rumours will only skyrocket after the fatui underlings put two and two together.

[versadies]

hello!!! this is for the 1k followers special btw🤑

leo for albedo and scaramouche + drabble + fluff please 🙏🙏🙏💥💥💥💥🔥💥🔥💋💋💋🤔

thanks!

hello kitty (drabble)

penpal: here’s your other request anon !! in case you haven't seen it yet, i made your request on albedo !

prompt: leo the lion, black imprint soulmate au (whereas a black imprint stain on a person’s skin will burst into colors when their soulmate touches on the stain for the first time)

pairing/s: scaramouche x gn!adventurer!reader

include/s: reader not being allergic to cats, no angst just fluff, ooc!scaramouche

postscript: sorry if some of y'all are allergic to cats, this is honestly the only plot i can think of for this request so hope you guys don't mind !!

scaramouche had always felt drawn to a certain cat.

during his visit to liyue for a certain investigation on meteorites, he first encountered the cat by bamboo forest while on his way to qingce village.

he would've ignored the cat's presence like with any cat he sees, but there was something... alluring.

"i would've been to that village by now if it weren't for this," he cursed to himself, giving the cat a spare bread that he found in his inventory.

the cat purrs before it started eating the bread, causing scaramouche to start walking away with a sigh.

he thought that was the last time he's seen the cat.

"...you again?" he furrowed his eyebrows when he felt the cat rubbing its head against his leg, purring happily at the sight of the harbinger.

after a few months since the meteorite investigation, the tsaritsa requested him to visit the geo nation to check up on northland bank ever since tartaglia left the nation with la signora, to which he grudgingly agreed and set sail by the next day.

which led him to where he is now, standing around guili plains after humiliating his subordinates around luhua pool–

and watch a cat dirtying his legs.

scaramouche lets out a sigh in defeat. "you're lucky i'm not in the mood to do anything against you."

the cat simply meows in response, as though it understands what he's saying.

he didn't know why he's being so... nice to the cat, but he could care less about it. right now, he just needs some fresh air and not have to stomp around while threatening his soldiers with every chance he gets.

by the time scaramouche calms himself down, he shoos the cat away before strolling back to luhua pool, not bothering to look at the cat.

"till next time, i guess."

the moment scaramouche encounters the cat for the third time, he was in inazuma.

"now how the hell did you get here?" he raises an eyebrow at the cat, scoffing in disbelief. "are you some weird spirit or what?"

if anyone were to see the 6th harbinger talking to a cat, they would've been shocked or laugh at the sight. thankfully, his estrange encounters with the cat were always somewhere private and secluded, unless you consider the dead bodies of treasurer hoarders as something that doesn't consider these encounters as private.

scaramouche concluded that the cat definitely has an owner, who's probably searching for their lost cat in panic.

the cat is probably purposefully running away from the owner, he thought to himself. it was obvious that the cat is that smart to know it's way back.

...so why is it here?

perhaps it misses the bread?

scaramouche tries to go through his inventory for the bread, curious on the cat's intent. to his relief, there was still bread in his inventory.

however, before the man could give the bread, he suddenly heard a voice calling out.

"rei? where are you?" out of instinct, scaramouche keeps the bread in his inventory and stands on guard by the stranger coming their way to his path, hoping it wasn't some soldier from the raiden shogun's for he wasn't in the mood to dirty his hands with a person's blood again.

fortunately, it was just a person with an adventurer's outfit, searching for someone.

the someone was surprisingly the cat.

"ah, rei!" you cooed, causing the cat to meow happily and run to you. "you devious little thing, took me a damn while to find y–"

scaramouche's eyes widens when you started walking away with the cat, who kept meowing and trying to get out from your grasp. uhm, he can tolerate being ignored but going away without an explanation? how irritating.

if it were any other cat, the harbinger would just let it be– but much to his confusion, his feet moved on its own and finds himself walking towards you until he touches your elbow with a strong grip to keep you steady.

"who the hell are you?" he asks with a harsh tone.

before he could let you answer, he suddenly stumbles in surprise when he felt a sudden feeling tingling around his hand, causing his eyes to land on–

his soulmate mark bursting in colors.

the cat suddenly stopped meowing, watching as the two of you stare down at your now colorful stain on your skin.

when scaramouche looks up at you in disbelief, you suddenly laughed.

"i guess i'm your soulmate," you said, answering his question, a huge smile is plastered on your face.

"i'm y/n, the owner of this devious cat. it's nice to meet you, soulmate."

[dourpeep]

O I remembered the actual thing!

Sibling relationships with the 4 small boys you like? I know Albedo is a good brother to Klee. But what if he had actual sister around his age. For Xiao a slightly older sister that is also like him? For Scar, a sister that doesn't like the fatui and wishes he wasn't a part of it? And a fellow samurai sister for Kazuha?

-cyro anon.

( if you don't want to answer this it's fine)

!!

I love this! I gotta say, I'm also really loving the fact that everyone accepts that Beidou adopted Kazuha like a younger brother idhfaoieha she definitely seems like the type to do that and I love her. And Kazuha. Also it's cute that he calls her older sister in CN-

But for Kazuha, we don't know much about his past save for the fact that he was/is part of a very well-known clan of samurai that essentially makes him a noble (correct me if I'm wrong). So yeah! Samurai older sibling makes a lot of sense. I think it'd also be pretty fun because the whole idea that he's on the run...what if his older sibling is still back in Inazuma fighting alongside the rebels while he's running away because he has a vision-

Xiao's older sibling reader, if we're going for a yaksha, would probably be like one of the other guardian yakshas (as sad as this idea is) and take place way back during the Archon war. Ahhh the angst (':

Scaramouche's would be interesting because he seems so? Crass and arrogant...so if his older sibling was the complete opposite and very nurturing and sweet- You end up with older sibling!Reader taking off his hat to ruffle his hair while he swats at them with a curse because he's not a kid anymore- so stop that-

With Albedo, it'd also be nice to see that sibling dynamic with him. I think his relationship with Klee is so sweet--he definitely is a good brother. If anything, maybe it'd be more like Klee's older sibling?? So in turn, after Alice took him in, Albedo gets not just one, but two (!!) siblings! He probably would've learned a lot about being a good older sibling from older sibling!Reader. Now he's the middle child.

[jinkicake]

😒😒😒yeah scaramouche has breached the top 10 like I can’t keep seeing these edits and tan art of him in so much anguish and then looking hot saying shit like “ that’s okay, because I’ll make you dumber and dumber until the only thing you can scream is my name” HELLO??? This is a targeted attack on ME personally bc all the hot cosplayers are doing scaramouche thirst traps 😭and my poor heart can’t take being torn in two directions 😔 like on one hand he’s so emotionally stunted and mean that my absolute lack of being serious in any situation would catch him off guard. Like yeah your yelling and ranting about how the other harbingers are stupid but if I kiss you until you can’t breathe and say you look hot what then🤨🎤like he can try and be all yandere but once again I’m gon be into it idk what to tell him! Like I’m mean right back to and I’ll alphabetically list out his mommy issues while not even looking up from what I’m doing🙄he’s also feels like the type to silently but súper loudly beg for attention all day “I can’t believe how cold this bed feels right now👀👀👀👀” like the type to grab your hand and drag you places bc he wants to hold your hand but he can’t let anyone see that he needs human affection 💀 I am all here for spoiled brat scara era like you can’t convince me that he wouldn’t in ei’s room like right after snatching up the gnosis ( nothing but respect for MY electro archon🥰) and fuck you on whatever throne she has in there, in every surface possible bet if he had planned this before hand he would have found a way to do it on the ceiling too. Oh and he’s making sure everyone hears it, it’s usually raining and thundering? Yeah it’s dead quiet everyone is nervous they did something to piss the shogun off bc only the wind in the trees is what they can hear. Rip to whoever lives near that tho bc they hear nothing but the most desperate melodic screams coming from there and skin hitting skin like Rest In Peace fr bc for the next 12 hours that’s their life. Ruler of eternity bc that’s how long he’s gunna fuck you😔😔 there is definitely no mistake of what’s happening when they just hear screams of his name. Like he’s such a petty “ lmao if your a clown I’m the ringmaster” type bitch he wouldn’t care she can hear that shit from inside of her shogun puppet. If your lucky the gods might even bestow a vision in you for enduring that💕 who knows could be an electro one💀 as an “im so sorry you can’t walk anymore” but honestly I would let him, he and Venti are in the same spectrum but he’s the opposite he can “heh pathetic” his way into someone’s pants like childe but less straightforward post redemption arc he’s still the same but he’s traveling around teyvat for the perfect places to fuck you in☺️ like oh this little hidden cave in Liyue looks fine Lmao bc Xiao shows up ready to join in but he talks about it like he’s touring houses “ I think this cave would make your voice bounce off the walls nicely” SHUT UP!!!

not top ten.... come on,,,, we are better than this.... I KNOW WE ARE.

... i deeply enjoy the scara angsty fanart tho,,,, like i cried during that one specific cutscene of the archon quest and after that all of his angst just hit ten times better kekeke

OKAY BUT HEAR ME OUT. him being emotionally stunted and mean MAKES him more appealing?! im sorry that i enjoy a yandere psycho! but youre so right like his desperation for any affection really does dent my yandere!scara agenda bc at the end of the day he will do everything to please you and make you happy bc he never wants you to leave him HAHAHAH like you touch him without warning him and he'll literally turn red in the face and explode,,,, SEE HE IS SO DIFFICULT like i can never pick between cute scara or psycho scara T T

omg this headcannon of archon!scara i- every time you fuck him there would be dangerous thunderstorms LOLLLLLL it's like everyone in inazuma is rolling their eyes and cursing him whenever lightening strikes and thunder claps throughout the air hehehe

0h- i feel like if you got a vision after fucking scara he would pin it to you like a badge of honor.... that would be a physical reminder proving exactly what you are to him.... his toy... his heart... idk- i truly cant decide between making him sappy or mean-

if im fucking scara in a cave and xiao shows up.... that little puppet is getting tossed aside like im kicking his ass out and fucking xiao instead like- THAT is the ONLY option

[windblooms]

childe scenario – after the golden house

you, an ex-fatui executive, decide against your better judgment and tend to the wounds of the near-dead 11th harbinger following his duel at the golden house.  spoilers for the 1.1 archon quest.

gender-neutral reader.  enemies to lovers  soft spot syndrome.  sfw, but contains mentions of blood/injury.  also childe briefly in foul legacy armor.  canon-divergence.  2669 words (nice).  

with the fatui’s nails so deep into the city, staying in liyue probably wasn’t your brightest idea in retrospect.  

you blame your sentimentality of liyue on the exact same thing that caused you to leave the fatui in the first place: wanting to live without fear.  while the fatui treated you well enough, as you were considerably efficient in your ranks, being part of a partially underground, partially illegal business wasn’t exactly the most liberating practice either.  it didn’t take long for you to realize that, behind their scheming and pretenses of fair economics, the fatui would have their underlings wound so incredibly tight around their fingers that their violent tasks would rapidly become suffocating. 

that is, once you were in the fatui, getting out would be akin to scaling qingyun peak with one arm tied behind your back.

the only reason you were able to?  because you ran.  you were desperate for a new life, sure, but also you weren’t below realizing when something was out of the question.  it took a few months to shake them off your trail, having to move constantly between fontaine and mondstadt, but you finally settled in liyue.

it was a quiet, peaceful city.  the governing body was fair enough with its jurisdictions, and after a year of hiding, you were able to enjoy the lantern rite festival without fear.

that is, until the northland bank sat its obnoxious ass down the street.

archons, really, once you found a place you thought was safe enough, you’d have to start moving again.  initially, you reasoned that it had been over a year, and that the fatui surely wouldn’t go hunting for a runaway executive.  hell, you weren’t even that high on the ladder.  however, a few run-ins with scaramouche and pulcinella had left you paranoid enough that, if they spotted you, they would surely put an end to your traitorism. 

honestly, you should’ve ratted them out to the knights of favonius while you were in mondstadt.  make a quick bargain, have jean toss a few coins your way, and you would be set.  it would’ve definitely been worth the trouble, now with the knowledge that the fatui were your neighbors.  

now, there’s no time to dwell on what you could’ve done.  it’s either run again, or hold your ground right under the fatui’s nose.  you might, sort of, maybe, probably do not have the funds to move for the third time in a row, but maybe counting couldn’t hurt –

no, yeah, it hurts, you grimace as you slide the coin bag back in your bedside drawer.  outside, it’s dark, and the sky seems a bit more disturbed than usual.  it isn’t usually overcast in liyue, and the blue lightning does nothing to quell your unease.  the streets are also empty, but lights illuminate each building.

from your window, a quick glance towards the northland bank reveals to you that it is uncharacteristically dark.  no lanterns, no lights.  you frown, troubled that the individuals you were so alert to monitoring, had a lifeless stronghold.  not typical of them at all. 

so, you decide while your long-time enemies are plotting (or whatever they’re doing that prompts them to close an entire bank for), now might be the best time to potentially make a run for it, light coin bag be damned.

hastily, you rid your apartment of personal belongings by unceremoniously shoving them into your bag.  if it’s one thing you were grateful for in this world, it’s archon magic.  you don’t fuss over the science behind it, but whatever made your bag feel like a bottomless pit was an actual life-saver.  packing is extremely efficient with it, and in less than fifteen minutes, you’re ready to go.

all that’s left is to write a thank-you note to the liyuen couple who let you stay while their son was out exorcising.  at the time, they assured you that you would be no trouble for you to take up a guest room, but nonetheless you tried to pay them with whatever you had left over after commissions.

you grab a writing utensil, still feeling a bit rude to leave on such short notice, and swear to yourself that you’ll visit in the future.  for good measure (after sullenly looking into your coin bag), you leave an acceptable(-ish) amount of mora on your former bed.

all right.  now, time to leave, with your foot out the door and wind scratching at your face, as if the odd overhead weather wasn’t already an omen.

you’re barely past liyue harbor, headed towards the luhua pools, when a comet shoots above you past mount tianheng.  no, not a comet, you realize as it dips from the sky, headed for landfall around a kilometer away.  a comet of water?

if a dead northland bank wasn’t the nail in the coffin, this surely is.  you’ve been around enough in the fatui to know that whatever fell from the sky has to be the work of a vision user, or some more powerful being.  turning towards where you estimate to be the crash site, you weigh your options.  you’re already outside of the city, and the fatui are probably preoccupied.  you can manage a detour for now and inspect the hydro-apparition.  regardless, you deem that the farther away you are from the water you are, the safer you might be from what’s about to happen – you look back towards liyue harbor, and nearly shudder at the rising tide and choppy waves. 

after about fifteen minutes of walking in the rain, you find yourself between the slope of the dunyu ruins and mount tianheng.  it’s vacant, save for the weathered ruins, and a sizable crater meters wide.  cautiously, you approach the edge, summoning your sword with one hand and conjuring your vision in the other.  you’re not going to let curiosity kill the cat, especially not if this turns out to be a prank by the archons.

in the center of the mess is, well, another mess.  you blink a few times, wary, as you discern that an individual lies in the rubble.  they’re actually conscious, you soon find out, as they righten themselves from the fetal position into a kneel, supporting their body weight with their arms.  their body is covered head-to-foot in dark, purple armor, and a red mask with a broken, center orb gleams faintly in the night.

it is only when you the individual looks up at you, straight at your head, do you realize that you should not be here this was a bad idea –

and then they collapse.

“shit,” you murmur to yourself, vision still pulsing in your palm, which has become increasingly sweaty.  you step back from the edge as an orb of water surrounds the armored-being, encasing him like a cocoon, before dissipating to reveal a much more vulnerable, tired man underneath.  his hair is matted to his face from the rain, yet a much smaller mask rests on his eyes; his clothes are somewhat torn (you suspect that whatever had happened, his armor absorbed most of the damage), and you can very faintly see his chest heave. 

but, ah, speaking of his clothes,

they were the colors of the fatui.

“no, no, bad idea,” you tell yourself over and over again, sword put away yet vision still bouncing in your hands.  you walk away from the crater briefly, before walking towards it again, peaking down to check on the fallen man, and then scamper back.  the whole idea was to run away, not go straight to them, as if you had managed to doom yourself after all.  

pacing back and forth, you contemplate for another minute.  he’s clearly injured, with how he’s laying on the ground and not moving, so the nice, not-so-hardened part of you wants to help him.  if he was a regular civilian, surely you’d already be down there and trying to take him back to liyue and patch him up, but he’s with the enemy.  no way someone who can transform into armor is just an underling, so he’s probably someone exceptionally powerful –

“i see you,” a voice comes from the crater, and your vision nearly explodes in your hands from your nerves.  summoning your sword quicker than you ever have in your life, you steel yourself towards the bottom of the crater.

except, he’s not holding a weapon to your face, or threatening to skewer you into a million pieces.  except, he’s not scowling at you, or demanding you assist him at once before he blows something up.

instead, he’s on his knees.  looking up at you with the desperation of a man completely robbed, crippled from something he can’t speak of yet wants to scream about.  his eyes, now free from the mask, pierce into you with a vividness that could rival the richest hues of luhua, and archons damn it do you melt. 

you melt, and realize you should run away.  you melt, all while cursing yourself, that this man might not be so kind as to spare you in the future, when he’s back at his full health.  you melt, thinking that, well, you haven’t seen him before, so maybe he doesn’t know who you are either.  you melt, even as you extinguish your vision and put away your sword, and slide to the bottom of the crater to lug his limp body back to the top, to the shelter of the ruins, and rummage through your bag for medicine.

he hasn’t said anything for the past ten minutes, and you’re thankful that there’s finally someone from the fatui who can keep their mouth shut, even if this is half-beaten to death.  “you’re not dying on me,” you insist, as if your words could will him back to full consciousness.  “not when i’m risking my life for someone like you.”

as you work on bandaging his arm, out of the corner of your eye you swear you see his mouth twitch.  is he trying to speak?  no, you want some silence for a bit longer, but pause as you notice a gash on his torso.

“this is medically consensual, okay?”  you wait two seconds to see if he objects, before unbuttoning the lower part of his coat and applying pressure on the wound.  the blood has soaked through his clothes, and just as eagerly, seeps into the cloth you’re shoving against it.  the man stirs as you continue to clean his wounds, and when his eyes open, you’re too preoccupied with your short supply of towels to notice.

when you’re aware of a gaze on you, however, you turn towards him with a hardened face.  you already know what you’re going to say.  even if he doesn’t know who you are, you’re going to make it clear that, for your own satisfaction, you won’t help him back to liyue and he’ll have to make the walk himself.

“you were out there,” you say simply, motioning towards the crater with a nod of your head.  “i’ll patch you up, but you’ll have to get further help yourself.”

the man with eyes of the deep regards you, but you busy yourself by applying gauze.  he’s propped up against a pillar, and you’re crouching at his side.  when you’re about finished, only then do you meet his eyes.

he beats you to whatever you’re about to say.  “i didn’t think,” he starts, and you’re already frowning, “that you’d come back.”

ah, referencing when you practically left him in the crater.  his words are vague enough when he says that you ‘came back’ that you aren’t too tense, and you indulge him in a bit of silence before responding.  “not like i’m used to rescuing people who fall from the sky.”

despite his injuries, the man manages a laugh.  he seems almost flustered at your statement, although you can’t understand why.  underneath his soaked bangs, his eyebrows rise, and he seems almost . . . nervous?  you can’t possibly fathom as to why, but dismiss your curiosity.  the more small talk he coerces you into, the longer you’ll spend with him.

you finish sealing the gauze, tossing the roll back into your bag before commanding it to disappear.  blood has soaked into the ground at his sides, also you’re sure that it’ll was away with time.  you’re about to stand up, satisfied with your good-samaritan duties for the day, when he stops you by locking his fingers around your wrist.

he’s in the middle of saying something, but you refuse to let him, drawing your sword and pointing it directly at his throat, his mouth agape as he releases his hold on you.  you consider each other, and when you’re certain you have the upper hand, you draw your line.

you spit the words like venom.  “do not touch me, fatui.  i’ve done what i can for you, and you won’t be getting anything else from me.”

your blade doesn’t lower from his form, and as you stand above him, you regard his hands, as if he might summon his own weapons in an instant.  if he’s smart (which you think he is yet simultaneously pray he isn’t), he’s probably plotting how to get out of your sword’s reach.  you’re not going to let him, after you’ve been so self-sacrificing, putting your life on the line for someone affiliated with the organization that suffocated the life out of you.

a tilt of the head, yet silence from his mouth.  he seems surprised that, while you allowed him to laugh mere moments earlier, you’re now pointing your weapon at him, although something in the ease of his facial features tells you that he’s not concerned in the slightest.

“i wanted to say thank you,” he breathes finally, and you look as if he’d just punched you in the gut.  “being in your position probably isn’t easy, and i’m the last one you wanted to see, but you still . . . ”

fuck, no, not this.  you don’t know if he’s a prophet, if he knows who you really are, or the ‘i’m on the run’ stamp on your forehead is that obvious, but you aren’t going to fall for the fatui’s words.  your fists clench, and you once more prepare to denounce his organization,

and you’re disarmed in an instant, sword thrown to the side and fingers restricted by his larger grasp.  archons, you couldn’t even see him move, what a deceptive bastard, feigning injury –

“stop,” he hushes, and despite your fury you register it as a plea, not a command.  the man repeats himself, before continuing,  “we won’t haunt you any more; i’ll make sure of it.”

five seconds, then ten.  you had determined that his grip was too strong to break free of, and are left in no position to move unless he releases you.  he holds your gaze without a hint of malice, even though you try your hardest to find any in his eyes.  

when he does let go of you, fingers skimming past your flesh, you run faster than you ever have before.

you run, past the ruins, past the harbor, and until you can’t see liyue behind you any more.  you run, unable to see a palace fall from the sky and crash into the ocean, and until you’re surrounded by mountains and there’s not a ginkgo tree in sight.  you run, unsure if his words are true, but certain that he knows who you are.

you won’t trust him.  as you lay on the ground, wheezing to catch the air that’s left your lungs, you once again swear to yourself that you can’t trust the words of the fatui.  

as the northland bank lights ignite themselves in welcome of its master, childe presses a hand to his bandaged torso.  a spark of your vision lingers between his fingers, and he observes it before it disappears.

he’s already hurt enough people.  he heads to the second floor, and erases your name from the fatui files. 

[liyueway]

Hi theree, I'd love to hear some of your headcannons about how they might to try *ahem* try to "woo" you.

( Scaramouche, Childe, and Xin qiu )

thankyouuu for your time

thank you so much for being my first inbox request !! i highly appreciate it :) and i unfortunately don’t write for xingqiu as i don’t know his character too well, but i will gladly do scaramouche and childe ;))

how scaramouche and childe would “woo” you !!

content warnings - slight cursing, terrible pick up lines, mainly fluff :)

childe

childe would definitely try to be the flirt and tries out those popular ways of asking your crush out

he would pin you to the wall and pull his face close to yours and whisper something

“hey love, you look extra cute today.” he whispered into your ear, causing goosebumps to rise against your skin

he’d also try to use cheesy pickup lines on you

“hey girlie/buddy, did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” he says with a lazy grin plastered onto his face.

scaramouche

scaramouche isn’t the type to openly express affection, especially around others. because of that, he’d only do the “risky” ways to flirt with you in public

childe and signora gave him “advice” to help with his love life. he tried to follow their advice, but they obviously set him up for failure

“hey baby, nice ass” he says as he smacks you, physically cringing

after he saw your surprised action at his rather bold move, he realized to stop taking advice from childe and signora

he would express his affection to you by undying harsh words with love behind it, and he would do physical actions for you

feedback is greatly appreciated !!