#sugar.coated.medicine!

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Sugar Coated Medicine

Scaramouche/Wanderer x GN Reader

"Only you have loved me for all that I am, regardless of status, power, and everything else, and I think to myself, "Do I deserve you?"

this can be read as wanderer or scaramouche, i don't think i wrote it with only one of them in mind.

The wind blows softly, creeping through your wispy locks and underneath your clothing. The chilly air sent a shiver down your spine—prompting you to snuggle into your yukata.

The fallen maple leaves crunch under your geta, adding to the calm atmosphere of the night. Inazuma was rather quiet, a different kind of quiet; Snezhnaya, despite being a place you'd call "home", was always quiet in a cold manner, it would nip and bite and never speak a word, but, Inazuma, was a nice kind of quiet, the kind of quiet that would be perfect for a nap under the warm sun that roamed it's skies.

Nearing a clearing, you soon notice your lover amidst the glowing flowers. Whilst you make your way towards him, you notice that the faint melody was slowly getting louder—was it him singing that beautiful song?

He turns his head towards you, extending a hand, indigo eyes warm with what seemed like contentment. Taking his hand, you let out a startled squeak as you're pulled into his arms; he may not be human but his touch was warm and capable of comforting you.

He continued singing, leading you in a dance neither of you knew the steps to. Under the gaze of the moon, you swayed to his very own song, a flustered gaze meeting a loving one as they indulged in the moment they found themselves immersed in.

He's never known what paradise was until he met you. You who he found solace in, you who accepted him for everything, who's never turned their back to him, who's only ever forgiven everyone and looked on the brighter side of anything that's ever been thrown your way. You never put yourself below or above him, let alone anyone else, you treated everyone equally and while he often felt irritated by that fact, he also admired you for it.

You were righteous but not in the way that you were made the hero of the story, you were only willing to fight for those who mattered to you but that meant every person you took even the smallest liking to.

He stops singing abruptly, cupping your cheek. Those eyes that stare at you with adoration, melt down until only his truest feelings are conveyed. "I.. love you, no matter what I do, please remember that I always think of you" he whispers smiling a smile reserved for you.

You giggle softly, "I know, and I love you even more~" you respond with a singsong tone, resting your face on his cold hand. Slowly, he leaned down, removing his conical hat and covering both of your faces—under the soft moonlight, he kisses you gently, hoping to convey only the purest feelings of love directed towards you.

Once he parts from your lips, you're left breathless from how intense the exchange was. He lifts you up into his arms, heading back to your private estate. He could only chuckle at your cute and flustered expression, not even letting you recover from his treatment. Having him as your lover was a delight, sure, he was... for lack of better word, rude to others but to you, his one and only, he could only treat you with kindness you've shown him throughout the years.

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Sugar Coated Medicine

Capitano x GN Reader

"I never expected myself to fall to anyone, and yet, your attention has brought me to my knees"

"Your presence slowly turns me into a better person and yet I can't help but get more and more addicted to you" the masked man whispers, stroking (Name)'s hair as they lay in his lap.

Capitano was stoic, cold, domineering, and yet he's here—trying his best to keep the small "human" in his embrace asleep. The harbingers met you at Zapolyarny Palace a few years ago, you were chatting with the Tsaritsa—and yet, instead of seeing the usual monotone expression on her face, a beautiful and warm smile was displayed upon it.

They were surprised, well, to say the least. That day, the Tsaritsa introduced them as her friend and then proceeded to ask them if they could make tea, they nodded and then briefly left the room but as soon as they did, the familiar cold spiked up once more.

Their leader no longer had the kind smile on her face, an ice cold glare replaced the warm look in her eyes. "None of you are to disrespect or hurt them, understand?" she ordered, voice laced with venom.

The harbingers all nod, bowing before her. They stand there, still as statues while waiting for the homunculus to return.

The sweet smile makes it's way onto the Tsaritsa's face when they pull a trolley filled with treats, tea cups and a nice tea pot. "I'm back with tea everyone!' they beam with a bright smile.

They usher the Tsaritsa into a seat on the large table, eyeing the harbingers. They run to them, a kind sparkle in their eyes as they begin to tug at their arms, ushering them to sit at the table.

They all watch with interest as the ethereal looking person chats with the Tsaritsa in a bubbly manner while going around the table to serve them tea and treats of their choice.

Their voice made all of them feel so relaxed and content. It was as if the person in front of them was some sort of drug, a good one and yet one you could easily get addicted to.

The day had went by in a blur, soon, they had to bid them goodbye as the Tsaritsa personally escorted them into the forest, returning after what felt like an hour despite only taking a measly 20 minutes.

The Tsaritsa only told them one more thing about the mysterious person, "Their presence is a drug and while they are good, I cannot promise that you won't wish to taint them as time passes" she informs them with a rather puzzling tone.

Oh. if only he had given more care to being more cautious around them. Maybe then, he wouldn't be in this situation.

The homunculus was always so keen on sticking to him if he was ever in Zapolyarny palace—to the point that the Tsaritsa teased the tiny chalk human about it.

"I just really like Capitano, that's all, he's nice to be with" they mumble, picking at their nails as a soft pink blush crept up their cheeks.

Capitano adored that expression, he remembers it so vividly—he wished to see more of them, he wondered what other expressions they could make; but of course, he wouldn't want to see them upset, he'd like it more if they were happy.

He snaps out of his daze when they shuffle in his lap, shifting so their cheek rested on his chest. He smiled, reaching up to gently cup their cheek. "Dear, whatever shall I do with myself—I no longer finish my missions swiftly in order to please her grace but I do so in order to see you once more" he whispers, cradling them in his arms.

He had heard his men speak of how the air around him was much more mellow, how he wasn't as icy as before. He didn't need to ponder on why he had such a change happen to him of all people since the very reason was in his arms, fast asleep.

Capitano has always been loyal, so when he told the Tsaritsa that he no longer had her as his first priority she immediately asked if it was (Name) that replaced her. She didn't mind at all, surprisingly, in fact, she was rather supportive but a glint in her icy eyes told him that if he were to screw up, he would be dealt with.

He adjusted the flower crown on his head with one of his hands before tucking it back under their bottom. He slowly stands up as to not wake up the sleeping beauty in his arms, steps light as he walks deeper into the vast land of the snow-covered forest.

He reaches a small palace, the palace where the small homunculus resided. Iridescent and Abyss coloured rose bushes were displayed around the grounds of their palace, untouched by the cold of Snezhnaya.

The atmosphere was that of the abyss and yet instead of the suffocating feeling the abyss would have, it was closer to a warm hug from someone you loved.

He opened the door, closing it behind him before heading to their bedroom in order to let them rest in the comfort of their own room. He sat on their chair beside their bed, watching them with the intent of waiting for them to wake up.

(Name) was curious. Curious about how harbinger truly acted, they wanted to know more about him the moment their eyes landed on him.

They befriended the tall man, spending a lot of their time with him and asking the Tsaritsa regarding her soldier. Of course, she caught on and asked if they had developed a crush on him.

She teased them often because of that. It's not like they could help falling for him, he was often charming in their eyes and he was always so gentle with them.

He'd always return their affection in his own way, soft touches and occasionally, a kiss. They could tell he never let anyone see under his mask so they were so touched to the point that they shed a tear, he of course, panicked and asked if he upset them. It was such a nice feeling to see the soldier being so open to them, they treasured him so dearly after all.

They reassured him so much after that, saying "How could I be? you allowed me to see the you behind your mask, you let me into your heart, if anything, I am so incredibly honoured to become that important to you".

Just as he is devoted to them, they in return are just as devoted to him.

this was very random, idk but i just see him this way

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Sugar Coated Medicine

Pierro x GN Reader

"You are my one and only weakness, the only one permitted to stay beside me as someone I have intimate relations with, for I, am the only one capable of protecting you"

Pierro often wondered about what exactly he had gotten himself into when he accepted the Tsaritsa's request.

It seemed rather easy and yet he found himself breaking one of the two rules she gave: rule number one, protect them at all costs—which was a piece of cake but that was not the rule he broke.

Rule number two: do not fall for your charge—yes, the great and mighty harbinger, the first one to swear allegiance to the Tsaritsa, has fallen for her own friend and has broken her rules for the first time.

He felt like an utter fool, feeling as if his codename now seemed more appropriate—because he truly did seem like a fool.

He sighed, laying down on the soft mattress within his quarters. He allows himself to drift off into a meditative state, resting without actually sleeping.

A soft knock on his door stirs him awake, and before he can shoot a snarky remark at whoever is behind his door, a soft voice interjects.

"Pierro, can I come in? I can't fall asleep" they plead, sounding a bit sheepish as they wait for his response. Pierro bites back a groan, pinching the bridge of his nose before standing up and walking towards the entrance to his room.

He opens the door, motioning for his... rather—err,, small framed charge to come in. Pitter patter went their soft footsteps as they rushed after the tall man.

Pierro laid back down, silently anticipating his charge's next actions. They stand in the middle of his room, teddy bear in hand as they start walking towards his bed.

They carefully place their teddy bear on the bed, eyeing the unmasked man laying on it. Pierro feels the bed dip as they climb up into the bed, stifling a chuckle when they almost fall off.

(Name) kneels beside Pierro, seemingly contemplating something. Pierro slowly sits up with a soft sigh, motioning for them to come closer.

They inch closer to the man and in a moment of irritation, Pierro pulls them into his lap by their waist, their teddy bear the only thing separating their bodies.

Eyes as wide as saucers stare into Pierro's own, a vibrant flush of pink crawling up their cheeks. He lets go of their waist, trying to compose himself once more—but it's not like the red slightly tinting his cheeks and ears went away.

"I apologise for," he pauses, stunned. (Name) had snuggled into his chest, seeking comfort in his warmth. "Do you... not mind?" he inquired, the tinge of nervousness in his voice seeming unbecoming for someone of his status.

(Name) looks up at him, uncertainty tainting their eyes. "I... love you, so I don't really mind" they whispered, voice trailing off as they hug their stuffed toy even tighter.

A soft smile painted itself on Pierro's face, further enhancing his captivating features. His arms lace around their body, cradling them to his chest as he lays back down.

"I'm delighted to know that you feel the same, I... have never felt this way about anyone so I was reluctant to just let you go" he whispered into their hair, rubbing their back.

(Name) wraps one of their arms around his neck, placing a small kiss on his own before snuggling into his neck and refusing to leave that spot. Pierro chuckles, pushing back the thoughts of the Tsaritsa having his head on a stick because of his actions—he could just worry about that when they wake tomorrow.

tbh, im worried about how i'll write the characters that are already in the game

im not that good at copying their manner of speaking, let alone their personalities so it'll take a while for me to actually find out how to write them